Beautiful Disaster

The flowers bloom,
In spring time sun,
Nourished by,
The spring fall.
But soon,
The flowers that have bloomed,
Will no longer exist.

The cherry trees sway,
In the mid-summer day.
Beautiful clouds float,
Across the way.
The clouds,
Turn gray.

Orange and yellow,
The leaves now Fall.
Nothing as wonderful
It calls to all.
See me,
I shall be heard.

The ice manipulates,
It makes you swerve.
You missed the curb,
Fire erupts melting the snow,
All is lost,
Hope,
Nonexistent.

This is a disaster,
Such a horrifying disaster.
The Spring brings floods,
The Summer storms,
Fall calls to all,
As Winter,
Steals hope.

Such a Beautiful Disaster.
All the Seasons take away.
What shall be in store,
Never existed yesterday.