Favorite Seasons By Rachel

There cannot be  favorite seasons,
And I'm here to tell you why
I could prove it with some reasons
I have a huge supply.

Spring is blooming flowers
buds squished flat on the ground
Lots of warm rain showers,
in wich I'll play around.

But it seems too long of a wait
for summer to come in full swing
and I begin to hate
the beautiful season of spring.

Once summer is here,
and I'm out of school
 I jump in the clear,
cold swimming pool .                          

But summer is hot
the sun hurts my skin
and I begin to not
like the season I'm in.

Fall is so nice,
in a color kind of  way                  
they give the season a spice
red, orange, brown leaves, blow astray.

But the season of  school  
may not be a good choice
only a fool
likes to hear the teacher's voice.

Winter means snow snowing
falling silently all day long
you hear the blizzard growing
singing it's icy song.

But you miss the the heat of the glaring sun
the bird's high pitched song,
But you soon realize you can have some wintery fun
though each day isn't very long.

There cannot be favorite seasons
and think I've explained why
I had proven it with some reasons
I had no shortage in supply.