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Seasons as People...A Poem. ✨☀️πŸ–Œ️πŸ’πŸŒΌ #seasonspoem #poetryblog

 

Hi Guys! Sorry I didn't post for long. Got pretty busy.

Here's is a poem of how the seasons would be as people. Tell me in the comments which one you relate to the most! Hope you Enjoy!


Summer has a loud temper,

and a name to uphold.

when everyone loves him,

he can't deny that,

his pride is warmer than wildfires.

Spring is soft like the petals of a tulip,

she has a bright smile with a sad soul.

She hopes for something, yet,

 she doesn't know,

what she's waiting for.

Autumn is calm.

His footsteps calm as mouse's.

He writes poetry but never think of it as great,

he burns his words lost to oblivion.

Winter, she's complicated.

she likes to be alone,

never quite got the hang of society.

Her temper is quiet, unsettling,

unpredictable silence.


Which one is your favorite? Was the poem good? This is how I imagine the seasons. How different is yours? Do you think the seasons would be friends? 




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