Question

I need a poem on 4 season

Answer 1

Dead branches 
White snow

Blue sky
The sun’s glow 

Red leaves
The wind’s blow

Green Grass
The river’s flow

This is what makes the year beautiful
The four season’s slow pace

It makes our lives colourful 
And gives us the example of grace 

Take the time to contemplate 
What nature gave us 

Because you never know when it’ll end
Because of all our useless mess. 

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Answer 2

The leaves fall as a call to autumn. The harvest ends and early snow comes. The moon comes up, bringing the night as Time rushes forward in hopes of sleep. The whole earth slows, as winter approaches with The warm embraces replaced by wind. The trees turn from red to black. Time waits for none on its way to bed. The song of birds begins to fade. The whispering breeze becomes a lion's cry. The white lands we shall soon see. Time waits for winter's passage now, the last season. The year ends and the snow fall slowly. The cherry blossoms flower in a wonder of spring. The sky's children become rain instead of snow. Time has awakened once more. The rain begins to melt, the spring of life evolves. The lion of March exits the calendar as a lamb. The last three months crescendo into the heat. Time surges forward an hour of daylight. The sun pelts the earth with a ray of light which The children leave school to play in during summer. The flora is bountiful in its presence. Time begins speeding faster and faster. The animals wander out in the world. The last month of summer signals the return to an old friend The last plant bears fruit. Time begins to slowly calm down and fall in pace. The final three month rotation has begun. The burning sun cools away into a soft caressing star. The end of twelve months has come in autumn. Time has completed one full years . Plzzzzz brainliest