Four seasons

When birds are waking me up with their song,
When the sun is shining, nice, warm but not yet too strong,
When I see blooming the first little flower,
Now and then sprinkled by a little shower,
When I smell the grass and the bark of a tree,
I know, it's spring which is thrilling me ! ...

To see the butterflies dancing with the bees,
To see squirrels playing in the trees,
To take my dog for a long and lazy walk,
To sit near the river and have a wordless talk,
To feel the sun tickling my skin,
I know, that summer is coming in !...

When days are getting shorter and rain is falling down,
When all the leafs are getting yellow, red or brown,
When walking in the wood,
Brings me in a marvelous mood,
When the wind is playing with my hair,
I know, that fall is there !...

I'm ready for beautiful dreams during a long cold night,
Dreaming that, when I wake up, everything is covered with tender white,
When my dog is begging for his walk, always ready to go,
When I see him thinking :"What's that, hey guys that's snow ?!",
When nature rests and the birds eat out of my hand,
Then I know it's winter wonderland !...

© author Fantasy November 1998