NewSeason (for Brandon)

~ T M Mulligan

I watch seasons

Turn I have

Seen the blossoms

Of spring slowly

Pop into summer

And the late

Fall winds carry

Leaves to winters

Carpet I have

Caught snowflakes

On my tongue

And built snowmen

With their siblings

I’ve witnessed springs

Warmth melt the

Dead of winter

Into slippery slush

And rarely been

Surprised until I

Stumbled across you

A new season