The Way of Seasons

A poem about long seasons

Photo by Rebecca Ritchie on Unsplash

I said, “It has been a hard season
For you and me” and it got me thinking.
Can you call this decade a season?
I should be used to the rain by now.

The farmer is a patient person
Who has seen the way of seasons.
He welcomes the rain, and waits.
And waits. Waits, until the harvest.

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A short, simple poem for today. Life has been busy and I’ve taken somewhat of an unplanned break from writing. I bet you’re busy too. Busy at work, busy at home, busy at church, busy at school. God is faithful and kind. And we are finite and limited.

What’s something that you’re learning in your current season?