Here I will post any poems that I have to do for school. Feel free to comment on them.
Note: I have not copied them Emily...or who-ever else from my class is reading this.
Seasons
Four seasons we have, each with a price. At times each are fun and at times not so nice. However we endure them with effortless ease, With heaters and coolers to warm up our knees.
Summer brings sunlight, and warm blue-sky days. Nothing is free from the suns bright rays. But sometimes the heat can get too much to bear. So inside we retreat, where we condition the air.
Autumn is known as the season of Fall, When the leaves leave the trees making them look so small. The footpath is littered with hue of red and green, And up on the trees not a leaf is to be seen.
Next is Winter, filled with coldness and gloom. The sheer frostyness enters each room. A heater is all that we can use to stop it, But we can rug up in blankets and learn how to knit.
Finally Spring is here and in the air, The air is now warmer and no-one has a care. The End of School is suddenly in sight. And the cold chill of Winter is gone from the night.
