Seasons

In our summer vacation,

We go to a hill station,

To enjoy its creation.

Spring is quiet,

With dozy nights,

And fresh blooming flowers.

Monsoon full of rains,

With muddy puddles to play,

And having fun in the season of rain.

In autumn's play,

The red leaves lay,

In the gardens of the shady trees.

Drinking tea and soup,

In the cozy winter scoop,

And eating lots of fruits.