Her Four Seasons
Autumn leaves fall to the ground,
Where children jump in collected piles, laughter is found,
The trees painted orange, red, and gold
The memories she will cherish and hold,
Windbreakers to shield her from a chilly breeze,
There a child sits on her knees,
A wood burning aroma carries in the air,
Where she bows her head –
Her head of ribbons and bows tangles in her hair,
And the sun goes to bed,
Dawn breaks and light gleams,
Daylight grows short and through clouds by midday the sun gleams,
Winter knocks at her door,
A season a child couldn’t love more,
Snowflakes dance and twirl as they fall,
Jack Frost makes his call,
Snow angels and snowmen,
Snowball wars with armies of ten,
Cozy fires,
Children’s desires,
Bitter cold and wicked breeze,
Tickles her nose and makes her sneeze,
After the day is done and said,
She goes to lay down her head,
With dreams of bliss, she takes flight,
And wakes up to spring’s delight,
Spring is a time of rebirth and beginning anew,
Where flowers blossom and bloom,
Warm rain storms and showers,
Roses, daffodils, lilies and all the flowers,
The earth covered in green, a color of life,
Mother Nature’s sign that she made it through winter’s strife,
A young girl closes her eyes,
And there she kisses spring goodbye,
Summer welcomes her with joy,
Young love is found in a boy,
She opens her heart to the blazing sun,
Where summer nights grow long and fun,
Clear starry skies,
With 85 for a high,
Swimming pools where water caresses her skin,
Another year older and another one of her journeys begins.
Email this story 
Print Story 
Add to reading list
