Lisa A. Marchesi, USA
FOUR SEASONS
In comes the leaves of Fall
So beautiful it will enthrall
Wonderful red, yellow and brown
Mother Nature should wear a crown
Then comes the snow
And the streets are aglow
With children playing like animated dolls
Then suddenly Spring calls
April showers may come down
Just when you are walking downtown
Along the beach the tide is high
As all the children walk by
Soon it begins to get hot
Now Summer we've got
Sometimes you can feel the sun's rays
Heating up through the humid haze
The circle goes round and round
Four Seasons we are bound
