The Song of Seasons

Breeze tickles Green blades dance Soft chorus Yellow streaks Across blue Warms the heart As one fades One appears Brisk, brown golds Fallen crisps Crunch, crackle Turns bitter Silver roads Paved with ice Frosted grass Lingers here Then sun splits Breaking through Life exhales Then blossoms Colours bloom Cycle starts All again Sunbeams shine Some … More The Song of Seasons