In the spring you may find me br sitting high up in a tree br searching for the new begining br as I hear the songbirds singing br fingers nibbling at the bark br as the moon begins her arc br beckoning the young and new br things in spring I like to do br br Often in the height of summer br to the seacliffs I will wander br gazing out with wonderous eye br listening to the seabirds cry br sitting picking at the grass br as I watch the sun go past br sinking down behind the line br things I do in summertime br br Autumn when I'm feeling clever br you may see me by the river br watching as she rushes past br hearing dippers gently splash br picking flowers from the path br as the stars start to amass br mirrored in the river flow br autumn things I like you know br br As the winter comes in stalking br in the mountains I'll be walking br seeking peak and mountain stream br hearken to the eagles scream br catching flakes of falling snow br as Jack Frost begins to blow br wrapping seasonal dissenters br things I like to do in winter.br br Charles M.