by evestarRobins, Iowa, USA
Apr 2014 317 Views 5 comments
The seasons
In the summer we played
through the warm
sunny days,
we laid back
and soaked up the rays.
In the fall
we dressed up,
drank cider
from a cup
not wanting
to view the
seasons facts.
Now winter has come
our sweaters
we don
cooped up inside
by the fire
we reside
living through
winters pain.
Finally! spring
has sprung
we jump
and run
through the
pouring of
the rain.
through the warm
sunny days,
we laid back
and soaked up the rays.
In the fall
we dressed up,
drank cider
from a cup
not wanting
to view the
seasons facts.
Now winter has come
our sweaters
we don
cooped up inside
by the fire
we reside
living through
winters pain.
Finally! spring
has sprung
we jump
and run
through the
pouring of
the rain.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Wrote this to welcome spring..was sooo tired of winters cold, snow, and ice!Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (5)
simplicity you share in your poetry.
simplicity you share in your poetry.