The Seasons of Haiku

Spring

The rain falls gently
To the forest floor, making
The trees and plants grow.

Summer

The sun shining bright
Warming all the cloudless days
And the star-filled nights.

Fall

Many leaves gently
Falling from the barren trees,
Covering the path.

Winter

The snowflakes falling
Slowly, gently to the ground
Covering the fields.

Seasons

Varying our lives
Making them more inviting
To solace our pain.

© 1993 Jon Warren