Nature's Five Senses.jpgBy: Adrian Drower

Spring comes knocking on my door,
Rain is falling on my roof.
Plants, trees, flowers start to bud,
So sight is spring’s sense. 

Summer’s knocking on my door,
Each grill is hot and cooking.
Street festivals are out now,
So taste is the summer sense. 

Autumn’s knocking on my door,
I’m blowing my nose often.
Drinks, nature comes to my nose,
So smell is the autumn sense. 

Winter knocking on my door,
Falling snow is beautiful.
Family, friends get together,
So touch is the winter sense. 

Change comes knocking on my door,
People say how far I’ve come.
Music playing all the time,
So sound is the sense of change.