Seasons

by shyaners   Aug 17, 2007


I love the trees in and around the fall.
The beautiful color that they turn.
When they begin to grow so very tall.
Every spring time I remember and yearn.

Here comes the winter very cold and wet.
Wearing all the warm uncomfortable clothes.
Make your own snowy car and household set.
The winter seems to have so many pros.

Now the spring time of the year has flowers.
They have so many colors and bloom so bright.
It's almost as if they have tiny powers.
That make them such a wonderful sight.

Summer is the warm and sunny season.
Where you can do and see so many things.
Walking to places for no known reason.
So much enjoyment that this season brings.

I had to write a sonnet for English. I liked it a lot though so decided to post it.

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