Sonnet evoking the turn of seasons from the balcony of my apartment
From my balcony I see the sea,
in Winter, trees undress,
my chest and heart caress,
a clear view, branches free.
From my balcony I see the trees,
in Spring, green leaves appear,
another season, adieu, rolling year,
thoughts, phantasy weaves.
From my balcony I see the ocean,
in Summer, the beach sands shine,
the crowd finds it divine, a wild commotion.
From my balcony I see the whirlwind leaves,
in autumn, they fall yellow on the green grass,
blackbirds the ground peck for worms, as thieves.