Seasons of the Years

• Artist: -Demonic Twitch-
• Description: mhm, it's my poem. And it's not entirely about the growing of a tree. Look harder at it.
  
  Oh yeah: It's my own original work, y'know. So, you can lookie but no touchie. o.e
• Date: 07/18/2008
• Tags: seasons life tree cycle

A spell of colors; a bounty of pleasures
Wrapped in a blanket of wonder
To figure it out, the best of treasures
But once then the angels plunder

Born in spring when petals stir
And happiness swells the clouds
Through the grass, winds do purr
And seeds burst in hoards and crowds

Summer comes and children laugh
And blistering does sun shine
When freedom roars on our behalf
You think 'this moment now is mine'

Autumn comes in sheets of gold
Wafts of fresh cinnamon arise
Creaks of wood; the tree's grown old
But gladly still stretches the skies

Winter's here; snow softly twinkle
A faint smile now rustles the leaves
For it has grown a plenty wrinkle
And is carried off in the breeze

Comments

[Isa Amarynthia]

I think your poem is Inspiring and gracefull

[-Demonic Twitch-]

eeer.... "snow softly twinkle" doesn't seem to make sense. sorry 'bout that x]