Seasons We See

Summer's greenery lies all about us, in smells, each a luscious fare,

Moonbeams fall as scents all growing, Magnolia that we all do know.

Dogwoods fragrance, the Daffodils, Honeysuckle, all are everywhere,

Crickets sing, along with frogs that chirp, lightning bugs are all aglow.

Autumn's changes soon to follow, leaves turning to yellow and red,

Summer's last touch now does end it, as this season is put to bed.

Brighter days to come fast, as sun ups and golden sunsets unfold,

Winter's stirrings loom on the horizon, as last leaves to lay, as gold.

Winter soon lifts its sleepy head, as swirling snow flakes collect on fields,

A whiting blanket spreads all over, ice cycles hanging, as jewels, it yields.

Freezing waterfalls caught in flight, as a once running spring, lies so still,

While black crows collect in open acres, all announce each day, so shrill.

Springtime yawns, as busy bees, all stirring, prepare to fly to newer grounds,

The hidden bulbs reach from sanctuaries, greeting the blue skies, up above.

Smells of rose blooms fill the air, as brightest butterflies wing about in droves,

Now is a time for all new awakenings, as the aroma everywhere, one of love.

Seasons, all to come and go, as our lives move up and down the streams,

Each day marks its new beginning, an imagery, all's not quite as it seems.

We d all have the chance, of an opportunity, our making the most of each,

While children, searching for every new day, so enjoy what we may teach.