Seasons
How beautiful is the world here
Meadows, gardens, nature…
all seasons are beautiful
Winter, spring, summer and autumn
Winter has always been beautiful
Snow, icicles, slides
Spring is not worse
The snow melts, everything blooms
Summer is very interesting
Everything blooms and turns green
Autumn is a fierce melancholy
Everything falls asleep, dries up
But all seasons are good
They are native to everyone
And they are true to everyone
(I hope you liked this poem. Do not judge strictly this is one of my first poems. It is better to express all your suggestions in the comments.)
The ending.
So this collection of short stories and poems has come to an end. I hope you enjoyed this piece.
End.