The warmth of the sun,

The soft white sand,

The salt in your hair,

Sunkissed and tanned.

 

A blanket of crimson leaves cover the ground,

As the wind howls,

The cause of rustling leaves,

Sun streaming through the tall trees,

Making the slender trunks beam.

 

A blanket of deep snow,

Canopied above the grass,

As I hear winter's icy cold breath pass,

Making my bones shiver and shake.

 

Flowers bloom,

And butterflies emerge from their cocoon,

Sunflowers dance in the spotlight,

Birds form a choir,

As they fly higher and higher.