About the Poem
I am a 15 year old who is not very good at poem writing, but one day I was depressed and started writing a poem. When I was finished, a friend who is good at poetry said she liked it. I didn't believe her at first, but then everyone liked it - so here it is.
You Are My Seasons
|by Tana Holland|
|You were my sunshine in the summer,
And my flowers in the Spring,
The one to fill my heart with love,
When no one else could do a thing.
Now the sun's behind the clouds,
And the flowers have gone with a sigh,
You're like the leaves of fall,
That just flutter right on by.
You're like snow in the winter,
Which brightens me up while you're here,
then you are gone, and I wish
You were back to take away these tears.
But as I said in it all,
There are things worth waiting for,
And you are the most important one,
So please come back, once more.
And, please, instead of being snow that melts,
Or flowers which will die,
Please be the pictures of these things,
So I can hold on to you, during all this time.