It was summer's eve when I saw
A star that I spied across a sky
I named a star after her name
Which is more beautiful than words
Can ever possibly say
It was Autumn when I did saw
The Girl whose a gift to my eyes
A moment in time that had frozen
Which was more beautiful than words
Can ever possibly say
It was Winter's eve when I felt
That the world was bearing down
On me with the signs I did saw
The signs of a happy ending shown
It could be beautiful
It was Spring when I did felt
That things could be great
A sign that I had felt
That the Woman is my fate
I know she is beautiful.
Joel Roderick Bisson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summer-s-eve/
