tjj@ssc-vax.UUCP (T J Jardine) (08/09/83)
Since summer is my favorite season of the year I thought I'd contribute something to this group in its honor: THE SEASONS The sunbeams stab through springtime skies To fall upon the trees that rise With leaves of green on limbs and spires With morning dew, gently prespire. And with the heat of summer's day They gather warmth and look so gay When floral blossoms white and gold Their fragrance to the world unfold. Now as the summer sun recedes And on to fall the trees proceed So then the leaves their colors change From red and gold to yellow range. In loneliness the forest stands With winter's grasp 'neath snowy bands Draped over boughs where leaves once were Their grandeur now to earth confer. But loneliness shall pass away For soon the leaves from buds will spray The branches with a coat of green That from the farthest hill is seen. Now once again the songs are heard Of robin, wren and mockingbird And once again the sunbeams stab Through springtime skies, erasing drab. Ted Jardine TJ (with Amazing Grace) The Piper ssc-vax!tjj