Laughing and running,
Lots of water,
Kids laying down sunning,
A guy sits in a chair,
Watching his daughter,
While a little girl holds her teddy bear--
This is Summer.
It starts out warm,
Then a slight breeze,
They all notice the Season has begun to transform,
The leaves fall from trees--
This is Autumn.
It arrives with a chill,
People rushing around in jackets,
Kids become ill,
Adults get many packets,
Of steaming hot Coco,
We now know Spring will soon follow.
Everything grows--
Grass and flowers,
But still the wind gently blows,
We wait for hours,
Wanting to see the first ladybug--
This is Spring.
Jun 7, 2012
Jun 7, 2012 at 2:27 PM UTC
Laughing and running,
Lots of water,
Kids laying down sunning,
A guy sits in a chair,
Watching his daughter,
While a little girl holds her teddy bear--
This is Summer.
It starts out warm,
Then a slight breeze,
They all notice the Season has begun to transform,
The leaves fall from trees--
This is Autumn.
It arrives with a chill,
People rushing around in jackets,
Kids become ill,
Adults get many packets,
Of steaming hot Coco,
We now know Spring will soon follow.
Everything grows--
Grass and flowers,
But still the wind gently blows,
We wait for hours,
Wanting to see the first ladybug--
This is Spring.
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