Summer is the time to swim and tan
To run around and play in the sand
Summer, the first season we love
Given to us from our God above.
Fall is the time to clean up the leaves
With sweat on our brow and dirt on our sleeves
Fall is the second but sometimes called Autumn
Where we can play in the yard and not be filled with boredom.
Winter is the time to drink hot cocoa inside
To build snowmen and slide down the frosted hillside
Winter, the third season for us
Where we see thousands of snowflakes and plus.
Sprind at last is here with the sun
To pick the beautiful flowers and run run run
Spring is the last but by far the least
But just know that all of them will be missed.