Seasons greeting


When winter winds are done;
And spring brings forth the sun.
It holds a hidden power,
Emotions match the hour.
So if I keep them close,
Display them as a rose.
When frost does turn me blue,
I’ll know then that’s my cue.

(Rhyme scheme -AABBCCDD)




You’re not even going to ask my name
Not even ask my age
You read me like some back of book
I’d much rather page by page
Yet if we’re going to play this game
And treat life like some stage
Then let me out and clear a path
Release me from this cage

(8 lines, loose rhyme scheme and syllable count.)