Spring
Springby Lawanna Holt
Spring is like spring flowers it is nice.
Spring is a beautiful season.
Spring is a happy season.
Spring is a joyful season.
Spring is a fun season.
Spring is a wonderful season.
Spring showers are nice.
Spring colors are really pretty.
The different colors of the spring flowers are wonderful.
Spring is nice and cool season.
Summer
Summer's heat can swelter and melt...
As summer's heat may simmer as weld.Some summer's heat can burn as long...
This summer's heat can impel a song.
Summer's heat can cook and bake...
Summer's heat of life can take.
Boil and broil a heart so hot...
A summer's heat can break that romanceful knot.
This heat of summer can smoulder and rot.
Anger's heat, heats up my libido's furnace...
This love of summer can invoke to heart, a loving furnish.
Love of summer brings to mind, a resurgance of love...
Summer's sun may bathe one and all with heat fro' above.
Summer's heat can bring to beaches and swimming pools...
Visions of women in bikinied thongs, these things my eyes do love.
Autumn
It’s autumn again
Leaves whisper the sound of our past
In loss they pay a descent
To the ground we fall
It’s autumn again
Our song is sung by the wind
Echoes of loss and grief
Through chilled air we wade
It’s autumn again
The waters grow as cold as our hearts
We are alike – crusted in ice
In ourselves we freeze
It’s autumn again
Flowers vanish from our sadness
Our beauty grows weak
Covered in frost we wither
It’s autumn again
The rain falls like our tears
Can’t dry our eyes
From the sky we descend I
t’s autumn again
The sun shines then fails like us
Our sight becomes a wintry gray
Lost in darkness we will fade
winter
the leaves slowly cascade downto the ground
as winter turns slowly to winter
the wind blows them around
untill the cold freezes them to the ground
as winter turns slowly
to winteri return each year to find my leaf lying hereeach spring it renews
it's promise this year i didn't wait!
after the first spring stormfrom its branch it was torn,
it lied to me againso this fall,
before the free winds blew i went to my tree and picked the loveliest leaf icould find
and kept it with mine
untill winter turned slowly to spring
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