Seasons
June 21, 2012
bird song
bright flower
green grows all around
soft grass
warm dirt
showers fall on the ground
blue sky
hot sun
wind kicks up the dust
cherries red
lemonade
ice cubes are a must
clouds come
leaves fall
mornings fresh and cold
apples ripe
wet rain
snow is yet foretold
frost forms
blizzard blows
children go and play
snow men
cozy fire
early end of day
they come and go
round and round
for some intended reason
passing by
it never stops:
the turning of the seasons
Oh, I really like it! And it's so true. Time never stops. Sometimes I wish it would and sometimes I wish it would go faster. But it's always the same seasons.
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