Seasons
i zip my jacket
while jack frost nips at my face
its a chilly night
sun getting warmer
filling with joy, my spirit
flowers all around
bumble bees buzzing
butterflies beating their wings
nature's full of life
leaves fall to the ground
floating down without a sound
cool winds are blowing
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
