They met in the spring,
When nature was at its splendor
Birds were singing at their best.
Summer commenced
They walked through the heated
Terrain of arguments,
Though the heat was offensive
they survived.
Then came all consuming
Autumn,
They set aside all differences
Leting them fall like ailing leaves.
Cold winter breezes
Flew past.
They stood together
watching the
Falling snow flakes
And waiting for
An eternal spring.
Poem By Tammy C.