Seasons In My House

 

 

Dogs barking, Birds chirp,

Cats swinging their paws at things.

That’s my house in spring.

 

Cats can’t go outside,

“Man,” they say, “what a bummer.”

Inside all summer.

 

Three rats run around.

The dogs playing with a ball.

In my house’s fall.

 

Mice run from meow,

The dog is now a sprinter,

My house’s winter.