Seasons

Seasons

Winter is a time of sleep,
Animals gathering their food in a heap,
Snow on the ground and wind blowing softly,
The long road ahead begins very quietly,

Everything outside is silent,
Only the sound of the owls hoot quiet,
Animals hibernate in their dens,
Resting up to prepare for what Spring will send,

The snow thaws and new life begins to emerge,
The trees and the plant life begin to surge,
The cries of hatchlings in the trees,
The sounds of Spring are soon set free,

Flowers bloom and new leaves begin to form,
Around the new fragrances bees begin to swarm,
Gliding across from flower to flower,
Summer is in the distance creeping up slower,

The sun's heat blares across the sky,
The parched lands sizzle and cry,
Rain is what's needed to quiet these aches,
To close up these cracks and heal the breaks,

Rain falls like a monsoon,
Summer will part here soon,
Cooler weather, taking its place,
We start to see  the beginnings of Fall's face,

Leaves change from green to orange to yellow,
The cool weather settles and begins to mellow,
Mushrooms spring from the ground,
Animals rush to eat what can be found,

A leaf falls to the dirt floor,
Signaling the opening of a door,
Snow will soon begin to fall,
Winter once again will be over us all.