WUR: LOTS of Poems

Okay, I've had these poems stored up for a month or something, but here they are:

Summer
Sun beats down
On the heads
And shoulders
Of many people
In the summer.
Many retire to
A pool
Or an air-conditioned
House,
But that does not
Always work.
Skin turns red and
Faces drip.
AC blasts and
Pools are cleaned.
Many complain of the heat,
But when winter comes,
They wish for it again.


Autumn
Leaves turn
Orange,
Yellow,
Red,
Brown,
And fall off the trees.
They crispen
And crumble,
And break into pieces
As children in scarves
Break through them.
The weather gets chilly,
And crumble,
Cheeks get rosy
And children jump in the leaves.


Winter
Snowflakes drift
Like falling snow-fairies
On a crisp winter day.
Cheeks turn pink
And breath freezes
As frost on the windows.
The sky turns
An icy blue,
And clouds frame
The sun.
Fire is made
In the hearth,
So numb fingers
Come warm.


Spring
Butterflies dance
On sunbeam fingertips,
And flutter through
Wind's hair.
Flower buds reveal their
Vibrant petals,
And unearth their beauty
Once again.
Birds sing,
Crickets chirp,
Bees hum,
To the music
Of spring.


Dragonfly
Dragonfly,
Dragonfly,
Shiny and bright.
Shimmer is sun,
Shimmer in light.
Fly, fly away,
On iridesent wings,
You're a beautiful creature
Out of many things.
When you are flying,
You zip right along,
And go even faster
When wind's coming strong.


Bubbles
I wish I could be
Like a bubble,
Floating free in the wind.
Carefree and beautiful,
Mirroring a child.
But both are delacate,
Touch something,
Gone,
See unforgiving things,
Not bubble-like anymore.
So protect them
From the things that
Harm them,
Both of them.