Seasons Poem by Heather Hooper

Seasons



The sun is hot.
Everyone is wearing their flip flops!
But the heat will fade fast!
So lets make this summer last!
Kiss me in the pale moonlight
You know it feels so right.
When the winter comes, hold me tight.
Keep me warm in your loving arms.
Our love is everlasting,
and ever changing,
like the passing seasons!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success