The Seasons Poem by Frederick Nellist

The Seasons



I have four different faces
Each with a special reason
Every face will run four races
Keeping pace with each season.

Spring is here a time of birth
Lending beauty to the earth
Birds and insects harmonize
Greeting sky larks as they rise.

Summer warmth, colours mature
Wild life abound joy and rapture
Gentle rains aid the streams flow
The sun gives birth to a rainbow.

Autumn scenes are never ending
Golden colours, magic blending
Leaves fall softly without a care
Bestowing feelings extremely rare.

Winter appears to love or hate
Wild life hurting, some hibernate
Children frolicking in the snow
Spring is only a stones throw.

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Frederick Nellist

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