Tangled blues, and wrinkled reds
with little green stains flowing
lightly from the twining browns...

So my mind is in autumn with
flow-pretty colors turning light to bright.

So change my mind to white, when
it�s pale at night and in day it will
blind you by sight!
Now you know that I think of snow,
Yes Winter it be!

Turn me round and round and round to little yellow's
on the ground, green stemmed and little
high, yes it�s Spring I sigh!

Now chase me here to green; red; blue;
yellow; purple; pink; and even white!!
Yes it�s summer at your sight!
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
I made this poem when I was in school a long time ago. It was a class assignment, for this particular poem we had to describe a place, scene, or landscape. So I looked out the window and saw the leaves on the ground and twisted leafless branches. And I wrote a poem describing the seasons as in a picture of a landscape.
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