Spring, the time of rebirth
Still a bit cold
The April showers
Causing May flowers blooming from the old
Ground that is heated in summer
Children swimming
Licking their ice cream cones
And lemonade against all other goods winning
Then the wind blows again
Leaves orange, yellow, red
In the autumn
Things become beautifully dead
Then the snow or rain come
And we must bundle up
For it's winter
And it's time to drink warm beverages from our cups
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My Poems!
PoetryI'm an okay poet. Some are sad and others really cheery! My rhymes can be pretty weak, though... but nonetheless, I hope you enjoy!!!
