The Seasons

Winter is as cold as ice,
Does things without thinking twice,
Spring never skips its turn,
But summer isn’t as stern.

Autumn is a bit more strict,
But winter can’t be tricked,
Weather weather in the air,
Often so cold it tickles our hair.

31st January 2012

by Avni Master

Comments (1)

.........a most beautiful poem...and so nicely he shows the contrast between the two...i love butterflies...they are very fragile creatures...