Here is my next poem, it is called:

THE FOUR SEASONS AND MORE
Macy Siu


I like that smell,that earthy, damp, rainy smell
(with a wisp of skunk gas, and a hint of budding flowers)
that tells you spring is just around the corner.
I like the sound of basketballs bouncing on the driveway,
rollerblades and skateboards clanking down the pavement cracks,
little girls' gleeful screams and the boys' boisterous laughs
as they dance amongst sprinklersin the summer.
I like the waydried leaves dance,a whirlwind of fire waltzing
their way down from the canopy.
your foot crunches the ground,
as if it is a piece of crusty brown toast,
buttered with a layer of golden yellow margarine.
Jack-o-lanterns smile their devilish grins, vividly bright,
piercing the darkness of an autumn’s Halloween night.
I like the taste of snow flakes as they fall into your open mouth,
chicken noodle soup that warms an ailing flu-torn body,
roasted marshmallows from a makeshift campfire,
(the one inside the comforts of your home,
because winter has gripped the outside world).
But most of all,I like your hugs,
where I can stay buried in the warmth of your soul.
your words of comfort, that replenishes my dried up,
torn up, shriveled up well-being.
your gaze,your timid smile,
and those dimples that cease to pass from view.
I like life, do you?