Quatrain

Spring The rain pounded down like cats and dogs But I step out, my feet sink I see things by my feet, yuck there frogs If only it were summer I suddenly think

Summer

summer is warm and hot I like it a lot As I ran to the pool I slipped and fell, I felt like a fool

Fall

Leaves are crispy The leaves on the ground are in my way The bright orange leaves brighten my day The leaves on the ground are whispy