Spring has sprung after the rain <br />Showers made the meadow so green <br />The seeds sprout, the pine trees dance <br />Transporting so many vibrant flowers, <br />Scrumptious fruits and vegetables to <br />wake up my taste buds and vision <br />While they all joyfully sing, <br />Oh what a wonderful world this is <br /> <br />Then, summer swings in <br />The sand is sizzling and <br />the waves are wild <br />But, best of all is to jog by, <br />The seashore pulls every muscle <br />on my feet and legs, as I zoom by <br />Subsequently, my body is a surf board <br />Made of cells, veins, and blood <br /> <br />Back to school in lukewarm autumn <br />When all the leaves decide to fall <br />All my friends, teachers, and teammates <br />I see, as we rumble through the corridor <br />Crackling foliage on moist, dark, rich soil <br />Cats rustle through abandoned leaves <br />As my dogs go frolicking in the garden <br /> <br />After that, winter is so bitter sweet <br />With chilly weather beating on me <br />As I run through the neighborhood <br />to stay fit and obviously strong <br />No sense in letting my muscles <br />grow week and meek <br />Rarely do I need a jacket <br />because the sunshine state bears no snow <br /> <br />So through the year and the four seasons <br />I have reason to live, love, and laugh <br />With extraordinary people, <br />embedded in my heart<br /><br />Ana Monnar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/four-seasons-8/
