Season’s end…
The seasons blend
The lingering of one
And the hint of the next…
Moving back and forth
Until the change is complete,
The look and the feel of the new
Completely replacing the old…
Will it cycle through
To return again
Or completely finish,
Never to return?
Seasons left,
Some in protest,
Some in joy,
Some I’d rather avoid!

Anticipation, a little fear
At what to expect in the newness here.
Where will it lead?
Will I succeed
At finding Your will
In this time of change?
What will it accomplish in me?

ADW 1999