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Brandy Avery ~ The Seasons Of Love ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery In winter, structures reviled. Water, rocks, and trees. In summer we are by the green concealed. Now bare branches reach out free. To lean against the snowy sky. Your structure, too, shows through the skin. And wisdom is uncovered in your face. When I am with you, then I can once again. To learn from all your years of grace. You touch my soul and heart when I'm tattered and bruised. And if I fall you pick me up with your love and your gaze. And somehow I am transformed. By love's accepting, warming rays of spring. Comments about ~ The Seasons Of Love ~ by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe
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Brandy Avery ~ Na Séasúir An Ghrá ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery Sa gheimhreadh, reviled struchtúir. Uisce, carraigeacha, agus crainn. I samhradh na bliana go bhfuil muid ag an folaithe glas. Anois, a bhaint amach craobhacha loma amach saor in aisce. A lean i gcoinne an spéir snowy. Do struchtúr, freisin léiríonn, tríd an craiceann. Agus is é eagna a nochtadh i d'aghaidh. Nuair a bheidh mé in éineacht leat, ansin is féidir liom arís. Chun foghlaim ó gach do bliain de ghrásta. Tá tú teagmháil mo anam agus croí nuair atá mé ag tattered agus brúite. Agus má thagann mé tú roghnaigh mé suas le do ghrá agus do gaze. Agus ar bhealach mé chlaochlú. Trí grá atá ag glacadh le, roic an earraigh téamh. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about ~ Na Séasúir An Ghrá ~ by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe