Poem: Seasons
As the first rays of light
Reflect upon the azure sky,
The lush green grass shines bright
In the showers of July.
Fields filled with fragrant flowers
And orchards filled with juicy fruit,
Sit among the drab grey towers
As the birds all around hoot.
Schools of fish gliding through seas
Clear blue waters stretching to the horizon,
Waves crashing the sand in the gentle breeze
And sand castles sitting in the sun.
Snow – capped mountains in the north
With biting cold air swirling around ,
Bedazzling ice sculptures are brought forth
As fresh snow powders the ground.
Crisp leaves falling from the trees
Pleasant winds stirring the grass,
Honey collected straight from bees
And insects laying on the glass.
The beauty of the world
Displaying all its powers,
As the seasons have emerged
And we watch from elevated towers.