Four seasons
Rebirth, the world awakens, rest is done.
The grass turns green and birds begin to sing.
Around this time the world appears more fun,
For warmth is just the most amazing thing.
Soon Earth becomes hot like a burning fire.
As summer’s sun so brightly glows and shines,
The pool is more than what people require.
The air is often fresh and smells of pines.
As sun goes away; how the world transforms,
From luscious leaves of green to colors bold.
The wind howls loudly; closer comes a storm.
O! Autumn, air once warm becomes so cold?
The winter’s nights get longer, days get short.
This time of year outside is last resort.