The seasons of the year,
quickly come and go,
spring brought flowers,
summer a swimming
hole; winter the snow
and frosty winds will blow.
Many will take secluded
walks, others at the cold
weather will balk; snowflakes
will soon drop one-by-one,
children will run, play and
Sleet may fall, thaw and drip,
the oldsters will slide and slip;
squirrels scurry beneath the
snow moving around in buried
leaves; birds flitter, dip and
Clouds in the sky fly, the northern
winds shriek and shrill; the sun
surprises the earth with a warm
day, through melting snow peaks
the fearless daffodils.
Colors’ appear among hills of
green, wildflowers unfurl to an
awakening world; children and
oldster dream that soon there
will be the coming of spring.
White beaches and coral-shells,
salty air and sweet summer
smells, swimsuits and blowing
hair, children and oldsters
Finally, summer will disappear,
autumn leaves burning, crimson
Sumac and purple skies;
ornaments will dangle from holiday
trees, ice-covered mistletoe peaks
up out of the snow, children and
oldsters will once again say, “Oh
my, how quickly the seasons go”.
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4 thoughts on “Shifting Seasons…”
such colors you painted within each season..beautiful…!
Thank you….I love the changing seasons…and you created them perfectly
Thank you Maryrose. Ann
You really captured a sense of time in this… very nicely done.
very beautiful poetry on seasons..well described and vivid …thank you I loved reading it 🙂
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