Seasons Poem by Michael Peterson

Enjoying the walk, with no talk
The air so crisp, the breeze so light
The sun so bright
Leaves are changing, falling so peacefully
The animals storing for a cold winter night
Coats are hanging, will be changing
Seasons are changing so rapidly
Where did the summer go?
The fall so beautiful, the sunsets so breathless
The rain so cold, the clouds so gray
Changing to snow, and growing
Waiting for spring to bring
The green and the dream
Of beautiful flowers and the gift of life
To the season change
But we love the changes of all
Circle of nature, the beauty it brings
For all to sing, giving me spring