Year of seasons

• Anthony Vyner, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2004

The sun sizzled the sand beneth my feet
As i watched the sporty surfers
Swimming to catch a wave before the hot sun goes down.

The lucious greenery of grass makes the growth
Of the fresh flourishing flowers much faster
As the goats were born next to them.

After snowboarding I headed back to my cabin
A snowman stood outside, i made it the day before
The blazing fire warmed my toes.

I swept the crumpled, fragrant, brown, red, orange leaves
More leaves fell from the fragrant gum tree
The wind blew through my hair as the sun whispers through the old gum.