Seasons
You are a beautiful sunflower, that sprouted out of the ground peacefully
You are a ice cold swimming pool, swishing across the rocks on a hot sunny day
You are a small crunchy leaf, falling from the old trees as autumn arrives
You are the thick snow, on the floor getting trampled on as more falls onto you
Sophia-JMPS
I love this poem but perhaps you could think about the formatting.
Lacie JMPS
I really like the line that says you are a small crunchy leaf this is a lovley poem.