The Seasons

Seasons show change
With colours in the leaves
We can always feel the cold
With a winters breeze

For Autumn time its my favourite
The leaves yellow and red
It always looks beautiful
The image remains in my head

Snow can symbol winter
With its beauty and its cold
Everything is shining
Lots of things you want to hold

Spring, the animals are free
The flowers out in bloom
Blossoms spread on the trees
It is hard to see some gloom

Summer is that hot season
So strong sometimes to bear
But all the seasons are beautiful
I'm glad they're always there