SeasonsA Poem by laylaa fun story
My shorts go away, and the sweaters come out I look to my boyfriend, and instantly pout You think we will get, just one more hot day Just tell me yes, so my doubts go away
And of course he agrees, to deny me the truth Seasons they pass, and I think of my youth Older and older, with seasons I grow When all the leaves fall, here comes the snow
The heat bills goes up, and driving takes time You have to slow down, and surprise there’s a line When on the first, of the new coming year I cheers to snow melting, and spring being near
The beautiful flowers, rain fall, and fresh air I start to unpack, the shorts that I ware So slowly spring comes, and quickly it goes Summer is here, hello shorts and toes!! © 2012 layla |
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