With the cooling
of Summer days
I reflect upon
a mother's pain
at having to say
goodbye.

Loosing her daughter
to the deep dark depths
of the underworld
Demeter's tears and
sorrow forever changed
the weather into four differing seasons

Though I feel a mother's loss
I am so thankful
for Hades' Love
So Blinded was he
to True Love's call
He stole Persephone
for his own

Lost in despair
at the loss of her daughter
Winter ruled the realm
Feeling the bitterness
of Demeter's pain
the gods did come together
and a bargain was made

Three months of the year
would Persephone live with
her love, beneath the world
The other nine months
returned she will be
to her Mother's love

All four seasons
do I cherish
and isn't it strange
that without Hades
having fallen in Love
we might only know
unrelenting sameness
One season of never change....

Lost in contemplation
on this most
beautiful Autumn day
I marvel at how Love
gave us this wondrous gift
of beauty and
four seasons always changing