Seasons Change Poem by Jasmine Robert

Seasons Change



Walking on the boardwalk
With crowds of people like schools of fish in the ocean.
The weltering sounds create an exciting din.
Candy stores, pizza, boardwalk fries, and suntan lotion combine as one in a delightful smell.
While the hawkers for T-shirts and games of chance compete and yell.
The beach is covered like a patchwork quilt of umbrellas and sun tanners..
The cloudless blue skies are crisscrossed with airplane banners.

The off-season leaves the once bustling boardwalk deserted like an old ghost town.
A distant lonely buoy bell is the only sound
Snowflakes like children now frolic in the surf.
Gray clouds and dense fog now blanket the earth.
No more warm breezes, instead a cold chilling wind like the icy fingers of death.
That blow through layers of woolen warmth to steal your breath.

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Jasmine Robert

Jasmine Robert

Queens, New York
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