Sometimes the night kisses the day in pink shades.
Winter comes to break the summer air.
Autumn has the first taste,
Summer screams but it is not free.
Day dreams of the night to come.
The air is cool with autumn’s fun.
Winter waits for time to be done.
Spring, dreams, of green leafs.
The night sparkles for the day,
So begins spring’s cool mornings,
Winter’s last frost fades into fog,
As summer wonders, when it’s time will come.
Summer slips into place
And spring says goodbye,
As the night kisses the day in pink shades
But the day kisses the night, in bright yellow light.