Simple Rhymes - By Ruby N Ramsell

Passing Seasons

GOODBYE WINTER

White-cloaked Winter coldly hovered

O'er wood and meadow, hill and plain

When pretty Spring green-mantled covered

Came tripping softly down the lane.

White cloak now muddied, Winter lingered

Matronly and sober-gowned

While flower-clad Spring so nimble fingered

Wove green patterns all around.

Now Winter worn and weak went creeping

To her tomb in shroud of grey

And Spring with flowery skirts full sweeping

Skipped gaily on her gentle way.

FAREWELL SPRING

Pretty Spring with tender hand

Embroidered patterns o'er the land

Then flamboyant Summer came

And Spring retreated down the lane.

So lovely Spring with gentle grace

Retired to her resting place

And bash, bright Summer took the stage

The year had turned another page.

Then Summer for Springs efforts brave

Laid rosy wreaths upon her grave

Extravagantly for Spring's sake

Summer held a glorious wake.

And with colours gay and bright

Summer, bathed in golden light

Weaved a glorious tapestry

The outcome of Spring's legacy.

FADING SUMMER

Autumn, bringing her rich wares,

Crept up on Summer unawares,

While Summer's still flourished quietly she came

Secretly, stealthily staking her claim.

Then Summer now fading a little each day,

Slowly, reluctantly, drifted away.

Autumn O'er-shadowing Summer's bright gown

Spread her gay shawl of red, yellow and brown.

Sweet scarlet berries and brittle-shelled nuts,

Bright golden harvests and mellowing fruits

And so busy Autumn piled her bounteous trade

Fulfilling the promise that Summer has made.

AUTUMNS DEPARTURE

Autumn was dying and shivering trees

Creaked twisted branches and shed their last leaves

As cold, icy fingers on dried stems were strumming

A mist o'er the woods warned that Winter was coming.

Still Autumn hung on, though her swan song she heard

In the shriek of the wind like the notes of a bird,

And the sharp chill of Winters first frost

She heard death's sad knell and so she was lost.

So slowly she withered as Winter took o'er

Knowing she's filled every ladder and store.

Though we may wonder Earth has it's reasons

For giving beauty in different seasons.