Sounds of the Seasons
Spring is upon us, can't you hear,
the trickle of melting snow,
birds chirping so clear?
Buds bursting forth in a chorus of color.
Bees buzzing busily in the warm sun.
Children laughing in the distance in fun.
A muddy reminder that winter is done.
Crying sounds of new life from den and nest,
caring for families is put to the test.
Soon they will be venturing out in the sun,
a sure sign that summer has now begun.
Crackle of thunder from a late afternoon storm,
the smell of mowed hay drying in the sun.
Crickets and katydids rule in the warm,
pouring rain pitter patters the roof on the run.
Cool wind sighs as it wends through the pines.
Rustles the leaves that fall all around.
A respite from the wind is a calm warm day,
cascading colors so loud without sound.
Snow comes silently with big flakes like down,
little ones scurry to their dens underground.
Sharp crack of guns firing in the forest resound,
harvesting the wealth of autumn found.
Loud crack of exploding wood in the forest,
overcomes the silence of a bitter cold night.
Until the wrath of winter wind howls in,
leaving a wind whipped landscaped sight.
So we listen in the anticipation of each new year,
to hear the sounds of the seasons loud and clear.
2014 © Ronald W. Hull
3/6/14
well done! enjoyed the read
m
I love the sounds of Spring mornings
love the Mockingbird songs
Peace be with you
William
This really lifted me up today! Lovely work as always.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
Sandie
Regis
Love ya!
Jane
Refreshing the Spring season is calling.
Beautiful sounds of the seasons to love each one's ambiance.
Enjoyed!! Lady Mary Ann
and delight in store for everyone...there is a Spring
promise and potential for Happiness...and...can hear
it talking loudly...
buff
Love and Dreams,
Karen
I like Michael's addendum: She's wrapped up in skin, where to begin?
Michael D.