SEASONS

The seasons come, the seasons go

over and over again,

Blue skies turn to grey

And back to blue again.

Autumn with it's wisdom

Making ready for the cold

With it's glorious colors

Of red and orange and gold.

Winter so enduring

With it's shimmering crown of white

Ever so enchanting, a mesmerizing sight.

Spring and it's breezes

With skies of blue and rain drops too,

Rejuvenating the ground

For summer to come around.

Summer arrives in full bloom

Bouquets of flowers

And the smell of perfume,

Warm summer nights with stars in the sky

And the sweet smell of Honeysuckle

As you pass by.