Seasons

by Ashley   Jun 1, 2007


Leaves change colors,
Trees get taller.
Children grow older,
Weather gets colder.

Rain comes down,
Wind changes sound.
Love is in the air,
We better prepare.

Winters on its way,
Just a few more days.
Things with change,
Life will rearrange.

Snow will fall,
We will build snowmen.
Rain will destroy them all,
Just dont know when.

Spring will come,
Feet no longer numb.
Trees will blossom,
They will look awesome.

Pretty colors,
Getting taller.
Older they grown,
Strong they still stand.
Though the wind will blow,
They have been there since time began.

Summer will come,
Kids will play.
School will get out,
In just a few days.

Seasons, cycles,
Of weather and life.
Eating popsicles,
And things that dont matter causing strife.

These are the seasons,
These are the cycles.
These are the days,
We will find our way.

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