A Poem From Tessa

This is a poem from one of our fourteen year old daughters. I hope you enjoy it:

The grass grows green in spring
The sun shines warm in summer
The leaves turn colors in autumn
The snow lies thick in winter.

A baby comes into the world
A toddler learns to crawl
A child pulls himself upright
An adult standeth tall.

We think of time as a river
That flows on in a line
But I like to think it’s a spiral
That adds on to that which we’ve seen.

Sometimes it comes back to haunt us
We feel like we’ve been here before
A turn of events that is startling
Like a cold wind through the door.

Other times it is pleasing
A feeling of joy remembered
A comforting pattern in change
A light in the darkness we feared.

History runs in a cycle
The same mistakes happen again
The peace gained is lost
Events like links in a chain.

The seasons themselves run in circles
In spring new life is seen
In summer it flourishes and grows
It winter it dies yet again.

The grass grows green in spring
The sun shines warm in summer
The leaves turn colors in autumn
The snow lies thick in winter.