Slumber of the Seasons

Even the sun grows weary,

when she shines for far too long,

so she pulls the clouds over her tired rays,

and releases a tremendous yawn.

The wind sings her a lullaby

as he rustles through the leaves,

of a tree who becomes so drowsy,

that she too decides to sleep. 

She offers a blanket of foliage

to the earth who claims she’s cold,

then slumbers through the silence

of the freshly fallen snow.

When the sun wakes in the springtime,

spreading warmth to all her friends,

they give her gifts of greenery

for having allowed them all to rest.

-Paige E

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