“Endless Cycles” by Jaymie Gerard
Springtime is a new day
That starts in early morn
Full of possibility
The time when life is born
Summer is the afternoon
Under the beaming sun
The time that we are working hard
When baby days are done
Autumn is the evening
Time to reap what has been sewn
Grateful for our harvest
Enjoying how we’ve grown
Winter is the darkness
Of night, it is the cold
A time for dreams and wisdom
For sleep and growing old
And from these endless cycles
The lessons that we find
Will shape us like the seasons
And change us like the time
A Children's Poem a Day 