Winter is cold, with gusts of tumbling snow,
When rain falls down and nothing ever grows.
For children, it’s the snow that they desire
And cups of cocoa in front of the fire.
When winter’s gone, the grass grows green again.
Roses and tulips sprout with bright green stems.
The bees are buzzing, the birds are singing.
Sheep are grazing and cow bells are ringing.
And then the sun starts to shine too brightly.
It’s so hot that fans are put on nightly,
And so then it’s off to the beach or pools
Where people swim about just to keep cool.
All the leaves on the trees turn golden-brown,
And when on the ground make a crackly sound.
In autumn a lot of money you make
From clearing backyards of leaves with a rake.
Each season has its own goods and its bads,
But since they are all different I am glad!
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