Four Seasons

This is my poem on the four seasons of nature

Four Seasons

One cold, cold day in winter is when it starts
Snow falling lightly to the ground
Hockey players skating every which way on the ice
Freezing rain falling down covering the ground

Days are getting warmer, the snow and ice are beginning to melt
It is the start of spring
Buds and plants begin to sprout and life begins anew
Bees collect honey, while bears hunt for food

The days are getting even warmer and longer
The sun beats down on the Earth making everything feel.
Like they are melting in the summer The perfect time to go
Have fun in the water or tan on the sand at the beach is here

Leaves fall and trees go bare, the days get shorter and darker
Everything begins to sleep
Leaves litter the ground on every lawn and every street
People begin to rake their lawns in the days of autmn

The four seasons are all great in their own way
Snow, new life, time at the beach, and falling leaves
Winter, Spring, Summer, Autumn, they are all special
They all my be very good seasons but only one is my favourite

There can only be one and mine is Summer.