In spring, when the world starts to bloom,
With flowers so rich in colours and skies of blue.
The trees get rejuvenated, and the birds take flight,
A fresh start covering the earth with light.
Then summer arrives with golden days,
When the sun shines brighter in warming rays.
The land grows rich, offering a piece of her grace.
The heart of life beats loud with melody and kisses.
As autumn falls with golden leaves,
The air turns crisp, and the harvest weaves.
The world grows quieter,
The rhythm goes soft and slow,
As if preparing for the cold season,
Greeting us with a magical glow.
Then winter wraps the earth in its lair,
With strong winds blowing in pair.
The skies turn grey,
Signalling the return of spring, one day.
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PoetryThis is a book entitled for all my poems to be found in a single point in time.
