Seasons Poem by David Harris

Seasons



With the spring
comes a carpet of green
that spreads out
across the land
as new growth rears its head
to meet the spring sun.

Slowly as the season folds
and summer comes along.
The colours of the rainbow
greet everyone’s eyes
along with the warm breezes
that sweep across the land.

The summer folds into autumn
and the vibrant colours
change to musty ones
as harsh winds blow
knocking leaves and petals
to the ground.

Finally, autumn closes
and winter begins again.
White fluffy snowflakes
begin to scatter on the ground.
And when winter comes to go
spring will then return
and the seasons begin all over again.

22 May 2008

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
JoAnn McGrath 01 July 2008

I truly love the way you paint the seasons here....I love them all...and missed that the year I lived in Florida.....although I must admit...winter is getting harder to enjoy with age and the toll it takes in my body....seems such a long season to endure now....but lovely write just the same: O)

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