Seasons

4 Seasons all shortly explained in one short poem

As summer comes to an end

We say goodbye to the heat

And the long lasting sun

Soon we are saying hello 

To Autumn 

And its brightly colored leaves

The ground will be covered

With leaves

Reds, yellows, and oranges

Nights will grow shorter

And soon will the heat

Life will grow cold

As Winter will soon approach us

The ground will be white 

And frozen cold

The sun will be shut out

Hidden from the clouds

Which will drop snow

Months will go on

And soon Spring will near

Bringing life back above

Flowers will blossom

Nights will grow warm

And lively with bugs

Shortly after Summer will arrive

And once again the heat 

And the long nights will be back again.

Author's Note

The flow isnt strong but i was trying to explain a lil of all the seasons. tell me what you think.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem told a real story. Summer is nice for the young and the free of great responsibilities. I like your description of the change. I did like the ending. The seasons come too quickly for the old folks. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[zainul]

It is a great write.
I enjoyed your poem as if seated in a moving vehicle and watching seasons at different places as the vehicle is passing along a circular track.
It is really a series of vivid pictures of seasons.

[Manda]

thank you

[zainul]

You are most welcome,lovely poetess.
Could you remove the lines under the sentences of your poem?
Do not they hurt your eyes?

[Manda]

i sure can

[zainul]

Thanks for the great gesture.

[Elizabeth Marie O'neil-..]

"As Winter will soon approach us
The grown will be white
And frozen cold" - was my favorite part. And like you said, the flow wasn't consistent, but I don't think that made it any less of a good write. Another great job!

[Muse]

A very nice prose. I couldn't have penned it better myself. :)

Muse

[An owl on the moon]

How beautifully you remind us that though we walk through winter... the darkness and chill... we will once more share the new life of spring, the heat of summer, and the glories of autumn... Thank you, Manda!