In my land i never had the seasons
changing in four months,
in a period of time…
I’ve been in West, just it was winter..
I was surprised to see snow falls..
looking through my window all day long,
amazed by the beauty of the snow flakes,
I loved the snow flakes..I love the snow fall
I really loved the white Christmas..
Then one day I saw a tulip springing in the ground.
some said its the sign winter is no more..
and its time to spring…
I never loved spring that time..
because memories of winter..was precious for me..
I lived like that..but it doesn’t last so long..
sumer came with sound and light..
I felt I missed my spring days..
so I waited for the spring to comeback for me..
hottest sun and lengthy days was good sometime but I hate summer
it doesn’t last too long but someone who came was
I loved autumn leaves…
Autumn seems to be sad and silent..saying good bye…
then I realized winter will be soon coming with bitter snow and heavy wind..
now I don’t want winter to come….
but I feel like going back…
Back to my home..where spring stays long…
This poem was written/submitted by feba.