Anonymous Butterfly

Four Seasons With Him - Poem by Anonymous Butterfly

green spring
full of colours
refreshing showers,

roses, tulips bloom
which he picked
to fill my room

hot summer shining sun
time to splash
and have fun

burned skins, sweat all over
eating ice-cream
to get sober,
the soft sand
beneath our feet
we shared a creamy kiss

golden autumn days
at the park
children run and cry

dark winter
rainy days
hitting the sky,

rosy cheeks
freezy nose
curled in quilts
and wear coats

we stay inside
near the fire
to cuddle
and warm each other.

april 04th
2009 c

Comments about Four Seasons With Him by Anonymous Butterfly

  • (5/19/2010 11:55:00 AM)

    Loved this poem. Full of life. Love poems written about creation. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/6/2010 10:59:00 AM)

    it seems a fair and deep love..the idea of poem is good and impressive and heart feeling (Report) Reply

  • (4/22/2010 10:46:00 AM)

    nice and different way to talk about the four seasons and it talks about the things that pple look forward to every season....

    love it 10 with no doubt
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  • (4/12/2010 12:03:00 PM)

    quite impressive and heart feeling poem..well done (Report) Reply

  • (4/10/2010 4:18:00 AM)

    Only three poems, but all of them amazingly beautiful and sweet symphony to the mind. This is my favourite though. (Report) Reply

  • John Knight (4/7/2010 10:15:00 AM)

    Hello Brenda - I can't believe I'm the first to comment on this lovely peom. I love poems about the Seasons they are so so evocative. Always start with SRING it is a reawakening of life and love. I would willingly fill your room with flowers. The lazy hazy days of SUMMER. Fun - perspiration - ice cream (to get sober or colder? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?) - sand - bare feet - careless creamy kisses. My Brother lives in Mexico (Puebla) and every day is Summer - no wonder they have a population problem! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! AUTUMN - technicolour leaves - cooling - drooling - hand and hand in the park. WINTER - heralded by Autumn and eclipsed by Spring - but an excuse for mulled wine - Christmas Fare and cuddles by the fire - ah yes I remember it well! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Every season is my favorite - right now it's Spring - what about you Brenda - do you have a favorite? ? ? Thanks for sharing - a perfect poem - by a perfect poetess. Love through Poetry - JOHN. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 8, 2013

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