Green grass fills the ground,
blue rain covers the air, and
lion feet going all around.

What season is it?
telling bit by bit
of course it's spring.

Lots of cold going coming back later
heat escaping from every direction
dry air makes you drink lots of water.

What season is it
you now know every bit
it is most likely summer.

What seasons are left
do you know?
You add on to this poem.