Seasons Of The Canopy

Seasons Of The Canopy

Once a patchwork of hues,
Arms cradle grays and blues
As winter’s frosty breeze
Sets free the last of leaves.
Canopy, there is no more
For it now carpets the floor.

A’last the sun grows in strength
While the days grow in length.
With the canopy still amiss
The hidden become opportunists.
A brilliant show of pinks and whites
Dot the woods with their highlights.

The dormant world does rise
From the rains that baptize.
Once more the guardians are draped
With hues of green over the landscape,
Across the arms of time
Standing proud as the years climb.

Β© Heather ~ Home Study From The Grateful Heart All Rights Reserved

I am sharing my poem and photos with:

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Canopy

Cee’s CMMC – Bright Rectangles guest hosted by The Life Of B

Thank you for reading! Have a wonderful day.
With a grateful heart,

Published by Home Study from the Grateful Heart

Welcome new friends. I'm Heather, a homeschooling mama raising three children alongside my husband. I love to walk our two dogs, photograph nature, and write poetry. As a family, we love reading together, creating art, sports and all things nature. We also enjoy sharing our learning experiences with friends and creating co-op opportunities. I enjoy writing about our homeschool adventures, as well as nature and sharing recipes. My heart is grateful for my family, our homeschool, our friends and homeschool community, as well as the nature around us. In addition to following my blog, you can find me on Facebook at Home Study from the Grateful Heart.

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