There are different types of season available on this earth and people enjoy all of these seasons on their own way or according to their culture and norms. We can share our feelings about seasons with the help of season poems and send it to our friends to also make them happy. The environment of the earth planet is too perfect for humans to live because their bodies are made according to this environment.
THE SEASONS
In the winter it is as cold as ice,
Christmas should come not once but twice.
Springtime is a lot of fun,
But summertime will bring lots of sun.
Fall is fun for raking leaves,
But now that means winter again, oh please!
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Nights of Winter
I Had Gazed out the Window
Of a World Turned Grey
Where Trees Took Shapes
Of Troubled Men
Thinly Frozen Water
Bouncing Low Rays of Sunlight
Skimming Across to No Place
Chimneys Billowing Smoky Dust
Rising into Dark Colored Skies
As Though Speaking
To a Dreary Night-scape
Cutting Winds Chilling Air
Sun Awaiting to Rise Again
No Songbirds Here
Scavenging for What Little They May
Feathers Frilled
Nesting among Naked Shrubs
Little Do They Know
Of Stern Relentless Fate
The Earth Is Left Tired . . . and Cold
Whisteling Winds Weary and Brief
The Ghostly Sounds of Winters Sleep
Long Casting Shadows
Laying upon the Souls of Man
As We Curse These Days
Like Days of War
Leaving Us to Wonder and Think
Soon this Will Pass I Know
Blight of Snow and Ice will Melt
Birds Rebuilding Nests to Nurture
While Blooming Color Awaits a Thaw
Such Power of Spring Bringing New Life
Blue Sky Openings as Day Grows Long
Winter Gloom Brings Springtime Song
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Seasons of trees
in spring
The trees
Are a beautiful sight
Dressed in blossom
Pink and white.
In summer
The trees
Are full of treats
Apples and pears
And cherries to eat.
In autumn
The trees
Are red and gold
And the leaves full down
As the days grow cold.
In winter
The trees
Are bare and plain
waiting for spring
To dress them again.
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What Spring Will Bring
Bed sheets on the line flapping in the breeze,
Blooming flowers that make me sneeze,
Bees awakened gathering for honey,
Pollen makes my nose real runny,
Puffy white clouds and crisp blue skies,
Itchy watery red rimmed eyes,
Cutting hay with a baler,
As I reach for my inhaler,
Spring makes my allergies an issue,
Does anyone happen to have a tissue?
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Weather
Weather, weather in the air,
Often so cold it tickles our hair.
Sometimes it’s cold and sometimes it’s hot.
Sometimes it’s breezy and sometimes it’s not.
Puddles, puddles on the ground,
Come from rain clouds circling round.
In the winter snow will fall,
But in some places not at all.
Summer time were off from school,
Because it’s so hot we go in the pool.
In spring it rains and the flowers bloom.
It often thunders which makes a big boom.
Fall is when the leaves change color and drop,
To pick pick them up use a rake not a mop.
Weather weather in the air,
It’s unpredictable and can give you a scare.
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Spring Is Near
Back To Spring Poetry
Spring in the air
As the bluejays sing
Flowers bloom
Lillys bloom
As Easter is near
Saint Patricks Day is near to
With all the celebrations
I watch the frogs ponder
They take one leap at a time
As they jump onto the lilly pads
Spring time brings freshness
What a sweet smell in the air
Is a time for a new start to new
beginnings and putting the past behind.
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An Autumn Day
Tell me when the days turn cold
And the crisp, bitter nights set in
I’ll bid adieu, adieu to the sun
And embrace the northern winds
Wake me from my restless sleep
For the trees will crackle soon
And Shed their cumbersome coats and dance
Bare with me and the moon
My mouth how it waters in pure delight
Dreaming of scented dregs
Cinnamon, pumpkin, apple spice
Swirling in my head!
And on Halloween, I’ll await you where
The headless one rides by
Chasing after phantom fools
And so this night shall I,
September days may shorten in length
October evenings can fright
November rains may fall and freeze
Over the Saman night
But deep within the heart
Of the dormant Earth
The little buds await the Fall
To ensure them of rebirth
And so I sit much like them
Dependant in every way
Upon the plentiful harvest,
Of an autumn day.
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It’s Summer
The sun is shining
Temperature is climbing
I have a daydream
with coke and ice-cream
I watch the children playing
from the early morning till the evening
I smell some roasted meat
There’s a barbecue in every street
Everybody is having fun
Enjoying the warmth of the sun
It’s summer from dusk till dawn
Pass this page on, before the summer is gone
