There Is A Time For Every Season Poem by Aldo Kraas

In spring
All the flowers that we planted
The year before comes up in our garden
The sweet smell of the roses and the flowers
We can smell it in the air
In the summer the bees and the birds
Come to collect the nectar from our flowers and roses
The colors of the roses and the flowers
Look beautiful
To our naked eyes
To us it is a great sense of achievement
That is how we feel
In the fall
The seeds fall of the flowers
And the plants go to sleep
Until the spring and summer
Arrives again the following year
In the winter
We cover our roses to protect them
From frost