Seasons
The flowers do bloom in the fields of green
The tall grass blows in the wind
The breeze Carries a tune
But it will be gone soon for winters chilly breath breathes it warning
To the south birds are soaring
The flowers fade and die
As the snow falls and catches your eye
Though the grey clouds gloom and snow falls down soon the cold wind pierced the night
As ice dares to take itβs risky flight
Donβt be in morning for this too shall pass
For spring is dawning soon but for now the creatures are yawning falling asleep
So please do not weep
When spring comes the birds will sing once again
But for now enjoy this time of rest and each season at its best