Seasons

Seasons

The white things falling from the sky,

Snow, “Goodbye”

Now is spring

Sounds ring

The doorbell clings a magical sound

The pool party is already a mess, plus, we’re not  even the guests

Guests have arrived for the party

But little do they know that they’re tardy

School is near

Everyone fears

Summer leaves to get ready for next year and says. “Bye!”, yet, Fall comes by to say, “Hi!”

People eat Thanksgiving feasts and horses say, “May we eat?”

It’s time for Fall to leave, but Winter comes again and saves the Eve

Christmas comes, but then it goes

People write with inky pens

Then comes Spring again