The four seasons

The four seasons


In winter the snow is falling,
While the sky is slowly dawning,
Then children come out to play,
With snowballs flying this and that way.


In spring flowers are growing,
Bumblebees are coming and going,
The trees have finally gotten their leaves,
And their branches are waving in a cool breeze.


The children are off school for their summer holidays,
With cold drinks and hot long days,
Some have gone to the seaside,
To enjoy the sun while there’s still time.


Autumn is when the leaves dress up,
The animals start to hibernate,
The freezing winter will be here soon,
So they’d better sleep before it’s too late!

This poem about the seasons – or at least how I know them to be! – was a bit difficult to write. I had to keep on making little changes so that I didn’t use the same word too many times. The pictures were a little hard to think about and draw too. They needed to match the words. For winter I drew snow, obviously. For spring I wrote about flowers and trees so I drew that. Summer was the hard bit but I wrote about the beach so I decided to draw it too. Autumn is easy. One thing everyone knows that happens is that the leaves change colour. So here is another poem for you to enjoy!


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