Season Poem by Mushtaque B Barq
Season
What seasons we have!
Snow cover to hide the heaps
We call it Winter.
Buds and worms enchant together
Sprouting grass to seal the old shelf
We name it Spring.
Flowers and butterflies dance
Lush green meadows embrace the stones
Tulips weep. For us it is Summer.
Leaf fall, What season we celebrate
Under the spiked soles, we crush
That once stiffed our necks, Autumn it is.
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