Poem

Gracie Storie
Poem


The air outside is cool,
Feel the breeze that is light and mellow
and the sun is bright and yellow.
Without reason, the birds sing sweetly,
Chirp, Chirp, Cheap.
Smell the pale blossoms
Softly scenting the air,
their fragrance spreading silently.
Watch Spring slowly changes to Summer.
Tree leaves rustle as calmly as
A burrowing mouse in the soft,
silky green moss by a river bank
Taste the sweet fruits
Of summer and
Listen to the river rushing smoothly
smooth as the bark on a tree.
Summer slowly fades as the Fall season enters.
Animals run wild but the air is quiet mild.
Grass slowly stops growing.
Tree leaves fall fast, lying freshly on the soft ground.
The bee's buzz,
Busily as they make honey for the winter season.
The bright sun fades behind the clouds
And slowly lowers itself behind the snow-capped mountains.
Animals lay down to rest,
As some lay down to wait out the cold.
As birds fly South,
Frost settles in.