Joy of Different Seasons (Worst)

Sunlight at an angle dancing through colored leaves Cool nights to snuggle beneath the sheets; warm days of ease Last of gardens harvest; goodbye to summer's bees Joyful time fo harvest soon days a breeze Pumpkins, winter squash, turnips, and peas Food in bounty stored away for many days Christmas will be upon us in just a very few days The yard will have to be raked again and again to rid of leaves Those garden vegetables will stored and put aside a cooking of peas For right after Christmas comes New Years Day's fare with ease The howling winds will blow and it won't be just a breeze But now all the bugs have disappeared_ gone are the bees On New Year"s Day we will have those delicious peas We will float into spring with all ease On the day we will not have to worry with yellow jackets or bees As the nights grow longer and shorter the winter days Those indominable buds show forth on the trees and soon leaves March will come in bringing its strong breeze Joy, oh!. joy and joy again with spring's green leaves Just lying around in the hammock with all this ease Newly hatched from hiding places comes those bees Soft and gentle comes a blowing spring's warm breeze In the newly planted garden_those early June peas These wonderful times _joy of longer days These times in life are just fun and a wonderful breeze Then summer comes with the picking, shelling, and freezing peas But there is one less chore now for there is no raking leaves Out in the garden and in Pampas Grass thick with those bees These times are wonderful long sunny days Afternoons in the lazy hammock oh! what ease How thankful that we have those great peas Even if the pollen draws those hungry stinging bees Summer still has lazy days with ease Soon those longer sunlight hours sunny sunny days Begins to slowly fade then the change in those leaves From the west and north come a much drier breeze Old man winter slips in with ease, now we'll eat those dry peas Blow wind with swift breeze, time to kill all lingering bees By th warm fire spend our days, soon snow covers all those leaves