Autumn wind blowing,
Winter snow falling.
Another season,
Another new year.

Autumn then winter,
Spring until summer,
Which is the best?
I love them all.

Flowing with the nature,
Changing each year,
I've finally found myself,
Will this new me stay?

Early new years resolution,
I've chosen my goal.
I'll be myself,
Every bit of old and new.

I've come to know,
Seasons change,
Nature flows,
But I stay myself.

I grow with every turning clock that ticks.
I stay me but grow,
Deep roots stemmed underground.


© Hannah McGavran