Winter
The cold wind blows
A kid comes out to play
In the drifts of snow.
With fat white flakes
Falling all around
Making white sheets
Upon the ground.
The wind is cold,
The sky is gray,
The birds are flying
On this winter day.
Spring
Spring fills the air
And none to soon
For letting us know
That all is in bloom
Trees are in blossom
As flowers spring
From the ground
Birds start making
Such wonderful sounds
Letting us know
That summers around
Summer
Skies of blue.
A blazing sun
In golden hue.
Poolside parties,
Sprinklers on high.
'Till the sun melts
From the sky.
on hot summer days
Filled with excitement
Barbecues
And family fun
Laughing and playing
Until the day is done
Relaxing under
The shade
Autumn
Green leaves
Turn to gold
The air around
Is fresh and sweet
It is not really cold.
The sun sets
Earlier now,
The hot summer days
Have taken their last
Heated bow.
