Seasons
Seasons
Fall came abruptly with cool breeze and colorful leaves
Summer left behind us as confiscated by random thieves
Days getting shorter the darkness lingers long
Sun light in the distance like a sad forgotten song
Barren limbs of trees bowing down in shameful woe
Their nakedness becoming obvious as the winds begin to blow
Soon the snow will do its dance on the top of winter’s peak
Freezing all the lakes and ponds grey skies that sadly speak
Preparing us for what lies ahead when storms of ice surrender
The roots of summer’s roses bury deeper as they’re tender
Sleeping for the moment, but with spring’s warmth they’ll awaken
With all their splendor and former beauty their glory not shaken
The sun will take its rightful place and summer will rule as planned
Then the other three seasons, will follow suit and repeat it all again
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