Do you love autumn?
Colors of yellow brown shades
- That whitens and fades.
Winter is for some,
With hidden beauty to come
- Frost roses blossom.
Others, hold dear spring,
That always to them will sing
- And freshness new bring.
Then there is summer,
If you like the real bloomer
- And music strummer.
Maybe you love each?
For all many things can teach
- And fresh feelings reach.
Seasons are displayed,
Each with different parade
- Beautifully made.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I so love these seasonal writes! Well done!