Winter
The wind is rushing by
The birds all disappear
And I cry out, “Winter has come.”
Spring
The snow is seeping through the ground
A child whispers softly
And the coldness is no longer here.
Summer
I hear the sound of splashing,
of swimming, fun and laughter
Everyone is singing because of
Summer days.
Autumn
The leaves are falling to the ground
The rakes come out from hiding
And people sit and wonder why
Summer went away.
Too much of the day goes on where people forget smiling makes it all better.
My feet stomp the sand of a beach I’ve never been to.
This poem was good as well. Although I couldn’t get into it because you had each season in the middle and then you started the lines again. I thought you described the seasons perfectly though.