Winter Far above, high in the sky A single speck slowly, softly Drifts and drops till it settles Finally resting ‘gainst the ground. Eventually it will melt, But for now it lingers, waiting. Soon another will fall nearby Matching its color, not design. They’re never exactly the same With some complex and some just not,…
Spring The world’s been dead for so long Its air a stagnant gasp, Time moves again as new life blooms And people round us laugh. The air smells clean and fresh, It takes no time for the world to forget the Cold Soft green fuzz grows on the trees As their branches start to bloom…
Autumn As this year has come around The season changes once again. The trees have caught on fire at last After holding off the heat. The green leaves licked with Red’s tongue Slowly falling–one by one. Their carpet covering the ground Softly muffling all sound. The air grows cold, from missing them As it feels…
