Seasons Come, Seasons Go

March 6, 2008
By Mikella Goldman, New York, NY

Seasons come, seasons go
I come June and leave early September
My friend comes with me during these few months
He sits up in the sky always appearing with skin so yellow
His circular figure bordered with golden rays shines upon these warm hot days
When school is out they say I'm here
They can tell by the forecast when the sky is clear
Peopleare constantly outside enjoying my stay
I must go when kids receive their homework
I wish a goodbye and tell everyone I'll be back after spring!

Similar Articles


This article has 2 comments.

lala32 said...
on Jan. 15 2010 at 11:56 pm
amaaazing inspired me

maxm1993 said...
on Jan. 15 2010 at 10:17 pm
AweSome Poem


MacMillan Books

Aspiring Writer? Take Our Online Course!