The Seasons
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Natasha Whitmont, Grade 6
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Poetry
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2017
The Summer air drifts past you; beaches, heat and sun,
The sun is finally shining, it’s time to have some fun.
A crystal sapphire sky, against the yellow light,
The clouds are full and puffy; you’re smiling with delight.
Autumn leaves surround you like a sea of gold and red,
Leaves crackle, crunch around you, every step you tread.
A chilling breeze blows by you; you’re feeling rather cold,
You take a leap into the leaves; you feel so light and bold.
Winter’s snow, so pure and white, falls softly with no sound,
Children frolic in the snow, making angels on the ground.
An icy wind cuts through you, sending shivers up your back,
Suddenly the snow’s so deep, you can’t even see the track!
Warm Spring air flows by you; flowers start to sprout,
You’re filled with joy and happiness; children dance about.
Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring; each season is unique,
But Autumn is the one for me; which season do you seek?