Marilyn Lott

Rookie - 301 Points (5-28-42 / Washington state USA)

Nature’s Seasons - Poem by Marilyn Lott

Crunchy leaves beneath my feet
Tumbling to the path
Storms blow through as autumn comes
A taste of nature’s wrath.

Brilliant reds, oranges and yellows
The leaves that the wind blows
It’s nature’s way of showing us
A season’s at a close.

Then delicious spring strolls through
Tiny buds softly soon appear
Opening ever so slowly
Such a special time of year.

Summer, well, we never know
How hot nature plans to be
We love it too because we enjoy
Fewer clothes and feeling free.

As summer turns to autumn
The crispy days return
New colors once more we see
More of nature’s lessons to learn.

Then winter is the time, of course
That nature can be wild
She’s nasty and ever willful
Just like a spoiled little child.

I just love the seasons
That fills a year with such a mix
Of colors textures and smells
While nature plays her tricks!


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 27, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 2, 2011


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