Watch the Magic

Diamond dust sparkles shrouded skies.
Snow falling, day and night.
Crackling trees echo in the silence.
Winter devours nature’s scene. 

Ice has melted, rain replaces snow.
Rivers swell, spilling their banks.
New life scampers in forests deep.
Spring has sprung through fog so thick.

Heated meadows, green and brown.
Thunder rumbles, echoing loudly.
Stars twinkle in the dead of night.
Summer lasts but a blink of an eye.

Rusty landscapes warn of what's to come.
Wildlife hunts while foods abound.
Wind stirs up autumn’s remains.
Fall has arrived among the trees.

Such are the four seasons here.
Montana mountains take the reins.
Never care what time of year.
Embrace them all, watch the magic.


Note: "Watch the Magic" was first published in the Oakwood Journal in their April 2024 edition.

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Born and raised in New York City. I have been lucky enough to live in various countries, including France, where I wrote lyrics for French up-and-coming singers and jingles for radio stations. I now enjoy retired life on a ranch in Northwest Montana.

Holly Ellison
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