Seasons

Fresh spots of violet creak through the sky Silently, violently assaulting the eye Lavenders blush in the sweetest of hue Spring has arrived with the calmness of blue Soft summer rain dapples the floor Raindrops like diamonds on the old barnyard door The orange of sunset, as the dragonflies glow And the mesmerised sounds, as the young cattle low Warm autumn apples fall from the bough To be sprinkled with honey for the fattening sow Pumpkins erupt in shimmering gold As the sheep return leisurely to the warmth of the fold Crisp winter cold is dark and succinct Foreboding clouds all around, as the sun is extinct The jingle of sleigh bells can be heard up ahead As the enveloping stillness leads you to bed