I can see cows grazing on the lush pasture.
I can see fields of corn and golden grain,
And I can hear a family of ducks quacking
In a welcomed and gentle, Summer rain.
Soon, I will see a spectacular change
As trees will be adorned with colorful leaves,
And a bountiful, golden harvest is
Being gathered in a multitude of sheaves.
The lengthening shadows of evening will increase
As cool, Autumn days pass swiftly by,
The season changing instantly to winter
As snowflakes begin to fall from the sky.
I can hear the excited voices of many children
In an atmosphere filled with laughter and thrill.
I can see them pulling their toboggans and sleds,
Awaiting to challenge the snow-covered hill.
Joseph T. Renaldi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awaiting-the-challenge/
