seasons repeat Written by Ellen Grace Olinger seasons repeat we tell the stories we are given * * * The grapes are from Karen’s Whimsy. A hint of autumn in the air . . . Like this:Like Loading... 9 thoughts on “seasons repeat” Reblogged this on Poems For Bulletin Boards and commented: Perhaps a poem for a bulletin board in a nursing home or assisted living community, and other places LikeLike Yes, thankfully the seasons do repeat. At last, spring is tiptoeing into our lives and in another week or two she will cross the threshold and joyfully invade our lands. LikeLike Dear Mary, Thank you – lovely to think of spring for you as we begin to see autumn again. LikeLike Lovely piece of still art. A poem for autumn reminds us of the changing colours of the season. Love, Iris. LikeLike Thank you, Iris LikeLike I like hearing about a hint of autumn… LikeLike Thank you LikeLike “…the stories we are given” are indeed ours to tell, Ellen. Stated simply, but the images are strong and complex. LikeLike Dear Marylin, Thank you. Always good to read your stories. LikeLike Comments are closed.