Nancy L. Meek

IF I COULD ONLY CHOOSE

With butterflies and buds in bloom
And baby birds that fill the nest
And lover’s hearts that fill the moon,
I think I like the springtime best.

But, oh, the naked limbs displayed
On chairs that dot the ocean’s shore
And smells of grass cut from the blade,
I think I like the summer more.

But, oh, the leaves that change in hue
And Fairs return again to town
And children, bored, return to school,
I think that autumn wins hands down.

But, oh, the winter with its snow
On gardener’s hoes that give a rest
And fireside chats… oh, I don’t know…
I think I like them all the best.