Well, my belief is not about words. It's about the feeling and concept of the poem itself. I think of a poem as a life. They are good when long and healthy, while short and healthy is toleratable. Poems are meant to be flowing and meaningful, not short and focused.
Seasons of mother nature replenish the world while some batter the defenseless creatures that are foolish enough to try to bravely attack mother nature head to head with nothing but their dear lives and cold hard hearts low in their stomachs as they keep their small cluster of family alive and well so they can do it all over again next year with more determination than a mad rhino.
Winter comes and goes like the wind; one moment here, the next, not. It covers the Earth with a sheet of snow and hail granting passage to those only who seek shelter during the rain down. But fear not, little creature, for Spring is almost here, refilling mother nature with new life and energy for the upcoming summer.
ah, yet another nature poem. A bit of a cliche I'd say but over all I enjoyed it. You used some great descriptions and Personifications. I also liked the similies you used. Nice job (thumbs up)
i also wrote the poem one hope lost. it is in the thread called One Hope Lost-written by me*please rate*. i would appreciate it if you checked it out and commented on it