Poetry for the Seasons

Updated September 6, 2021 | David Johnson

To every thing there is a season

There is no season such delight can bring,
As summer, autumn, winter, and the spring.

William Browne (c.1591?c.1645) "Variety"

Poems in Honor of Spring

The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day

Summer Poetry

Eternal summer gilds them yet,
But all, except their sun, is set.

Fall Poetry

Gold of a ripe oat straw, gold of a southwest moon

Winter Verse

Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow.

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