Seasons

It was the last day of the Winter,
And the snow had melted away,
The chilling wind no longer whistled,
The green grass showed the way.

For here comes beautiful Miss Spring,
With joy and love in her steps,
The flowers would be in full blossom,
As the little birds chirp away.

The sun would start to warm up,
Getting ready for the next phase,
Well just a few days later,
Miss Summer would land up in all her grace.

Heat waves would follow us all,
Thirsty creatures crawling around,
Waiting eagerly for drops of water,
And how long before the monsoon would come to town.

Miss Rain would come with a lot of vigor,
The sins of the world would be washed away,
But too much vigor on Mother Nature's part,
Could wreck havoc and result in a flood.

All creatures would pray for rains to stop,
And that is when the artistic mind would drop.
A splash of bright colors all around,
Accompanied by a cool breeze, yes Miss Autumn is in town.

We would be awed by Mother Nature's canvas,
And the next few weeks would quickly pass.
The sun would grow mellow and the air would be cold and dry,
Surprise! Miss Winter is back as all the seasons did fly.

The Strong Girl

She's dressed in black working along,
On this last shift of the night,
Working swiftly through the orders,
With no one else at sight.

Who knows what goes through her mind,
As she prepares one after the other without a break,
She has perfected all every single step,
Like she's a ballerina on The Swan Lake.

Her hair flows dark just like the darkest of nights,
The Silver Brooch on her head jingles as she turns to the sides,
She brings out the Moon with the sweetest of smiles,
But she scare me off by taking her earrings aside.

Her ears really shows her undaunted spirit.
This is one girl who is not scared to fight,
This is one girl who wants to make things right,
This is one girl who is much more than what is in sight,
This is one girl who wants to live her life.