Winter Prince
~Black feathers flutter around
In a fury of darkness and cold wind
They form into the Winter Prince
Hand clenched on his sword that's strapped to his side
The Winter Prince goes to see the King
~People stay out of his way
For rumor goes around even to this day
Saying that the Winter Prince
And his sour mood has come again
~But nobody knows who he truly is
For the Winter Prince in his wake, is never moody
When his Season comes around
He's at his brightest and most at ease
The Winter Prince strides past the people
Like a rolling wave from the seas
~Some people can't seem to look away from him
For he carries himself like a handsome gentleman
Hair as black and soft as silk
Contrasts against his pale smooth skin
His clothes are that of a deep frosty blue
And no sky can compare to his icy blue eyes
~Striding into the palace
The Winter Prince lets himself get anxious
In hopes that his King has good news
Hoping that the gates to their city are free
No fear can stop the Winter Prince
From serving his people
To the very end of his days
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Spring Prince
~As the flowers come into full bloom
The Spring Prince brings new life and new hope
Replenishing the land after the Winter Prince
Has passed on his Season
Guarding the city with his life
~The Spring Prince never feels anything but joy
And happiness when he's on his way
To see the King of the Seasons
Curious as to what he has to say
~As he rides on his chocolate-colored steed
Through the fields of flowers
Where the children laugh and play
As he passes them by, they giggle and say 'hi'
Knowing that he and his brothers
Do a good job when guarding the city
~Colorful hair sporting colors of different
Shades and hues
Colors like purple, green, yellow, and pink
And eyes that seem to glow like open blue skies
With robes that fit him perfectly
Vibrant colors of greens and pinks
Mixing together to make the perfect splash of color
~Off the Spring Prince goes to see the King
Whistling along to the canary’s song
Happy as can be
Using the phrase "swing and roundabouts" to define his day
Loving each shift in the breeze that causes him to sway
Back from guarding the city
Ready to hear the news the King has to say
Off the Spring Prince goes to see the King
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Summer Prince
~The birds sing a tuneful song
To say that the day will be long
But a good day at that
~The Summer skies shine
Like a new-filled glass of white wine
And the trees stand taller
Looking greener than a sea-green colored shoreline
~No wind stirs, for the Summer Prince has come
Through the moss-green woods
He rides on his glowing white steed
All animals rise to gaze up at this handsome man
With blonde hair that shines like the Heavens
And plump red lips that looks like a blooming rose
And eyes that sparkle like the starry night blue skies
~The Summer Prince rides his steed
Into the Palace of Vibranside
Where his King awaits
To see if he has news about the gates
~Walking down the grand halls of lush green
Listening to the birds in full song
Blonde-haired bangs bobbing along with his stride
The Summer Prince has never felt pride
He takes care of his people as well as the land
Ensuring that nothing can break through
To stop the peace and life that thrives
In the Summer Prince's home of Vibranside
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Autumn Prince
~Long burgundy hair flows down to his waist
Soft to the touch and flowing in the breeze
The thick Redwood trees rustle in the wind
As if bowing down to the Autumn Prince
Along he rides atop his steed
~With the billowing robes that were cut
Professionally to fit his muscular frame
Colors of red and orange that splash together
In a vibrant wave of power for everyone to see
The Autumn Prince rides to see the King
~The short drying grass is in no comparison
To his hazel-green specked eyes
As he rides through the forest where
The Season is in full bloom
The Autumn Prince carries a thin but powerful sword at his side
As one of the protectors of the land of Vibranside
~He is serious when he needs to be
But when his Season is awaiting its turn
He likes to stay in his castle of Autumnseed
He is the signifying Season when the city is guarded
By himself and the change in the year
He signifies a new life from such a long breath
~Where the birds aren't out as long
And the people of Autumn begin to play
While the Autumn Prince guards them
But now he rides to see the King
In hopes that things will be better
And the people can sing once again
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King of the Seasons
~As the King of the Seasons waits
Siting on his throne
He waits for the Princes of the Seasons
To tell them about his news
~When the Princes arrive they bow down to the King
Rising then, to meet his gaze
The Princes of the Seasons try not to move
Under the powerful gaze of the King of the Seasons
"My sons" the King says, his voice soft yet deep
"I have called on behalf of some news."
The Princes nod in unison slowly
Trying not to grow more eager to see what their King,
Their father, has to say to them
~The King waits patiently, gaging their reactions
And he smiles cheerfully
"In honor of your bravery's on protecting this
Wonderful land, I have set up a feast where
You can all be happy."
The Winter Prince clears his throat softly as he
Looks up at his King
"What's the catch, father? There must be something
Else you're wanting to say."
The King of the Seasons smiles and bows his head
Thinking thoughtfully of the Winter Prince
And his other sons
"As a reward for protecting our people, we
Have been brought news of a blessing. An elder man has four daughters
Who are all wanting to marry.
I have accepted, wanting the best for my sons."
The Princes bowed, trying to contain their excitement in front of their King.
Eager to meet these four women that this elderly man offered to them
For protecting the lives and the land
They so graciously love
~~~The End~~~
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