• The glittering rays of the sun, shine down upon creation
    Searing red hot skin, so tender to the touch

    The changing leaves upon the trees, so many hues of red, orange, and yellow
    It takes such hard work, raking them into a pile

    Little snowflakes covering everything, a beautiful blanket of white
    It freezes my fingers, and makes them hurt

    Rain showering down, to quench the thirst of the ground
    Coming in from the downpour, drenched all the way through

    The sun rising to greet the day, an opportunity to do something new
    Another day, same as any other

    The moon glowing, like a beacon in the night
    darkness everywhere, I can't see a thing