Seasons

A poem for English Class Sophomore Year. I think there was a purpose to this one, but I can't quite remember. I think the only catch is that it had to rhyme. I'm not sure. Normally not a fan of rhyming poems (Dr. Seuss is NOT my friend) but it turned out

Washing the cold out

With a Streak of Light

Melting my grief from the cold of night

Letting the rays lick my fingers, Ever so slight

to instill the Love of Life for

Another Day, Another Day

 

Putting the lost behind

My springtime life is now at hand

But I fear I will go back to that winter wonderland

For now I'm thankful for

Another Day, Another Day

 

Now my face shrowd in warmth

Smiles upon this light of day.

But what now, comes the dark from this Beautiful light,

Showing it now, Two sides to this day

Another trechorus day, Another trechorus day.

Author's Note

I would love thoughts on improvement, maybe construction wise or just thoughts in general.