A Poem by Mona Morrison
If I could bottle spring
I would grab the buds that just come out on the trees
I would catch a breeze of fresh light air from the cloudless day
I would capture the colors of the hints of flowers and promises to come
If I could bottle summer
I would catch the colors of a Monarch butterfly and the red hot colors of sunsets
I would collect the smells from the fresh cut grass and lazy flowers following the sun
I would take a hint of the soft hot summer breeze on a slow hazy evening
If I could bottle autumn
I would grab a palette and take the colors from the leaves
I would bottle the slight change in temperature that makes you want to grab a sweater
I would remember the kiss of fall upon the cheek
If I could bottle winter
I would capture the first snow flakes and its purity of nature
I would bottle the smells of baked bread and the calorie latent cookies and cakes
I would capture the sounds of children enjoying the holiday season with its many surprises
