By Josie Whitehead

The Spirits of the Seasons dance

     Upon the wind and tide.

You see they’re here by what they do,

     Although they quietly hide.


Spirit Spring is warm and bright;

     She paints the grey skies blue.

From warming soil into the light

    Come blooms of every hue.


Spirit Summer grows the crops -

     Her sunshine bright and warm.

Farmers need to store their wheat

     Before a summer storm.


Spirit Autumn tumbles in

    Upon a bracing breeze;

Sending swallows on their way

    And blowing leaves from trees.


Spirit Winter, wild and raging,

    Bringing ice and snow;

Days are chilly, nights are long,

     But Spring follows, as we know.


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Chosen by teachers in schools across West Yorkshire for publication in 2010

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