Green grass growing graciously,
Sprouting new life across the
Fields of flowers and laughter.
A rebirth has now begun.
The yellow yield of the sun
As it flourishes across
The glistening sand and beach.
Shining and glowing anew.
The red revision of leaves
As they rot amongst themselves.
Falling, drifting to the ground.
Landing, rustling on the ground.
The blue blowing breeze bursts out.
An icy crystal drops down
Onto bare, naked branches.
A blanket of white and blue.
Colors collapse and collage
Just to fall and then begin
Three hundred sixty-five days.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.