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The changing seasons bring so much.
The Spring, it brings a gentle touch.
The raindrops gently fall on the ground,
to open blossoms all around.
It freshens the earth, brings life to all....
Until the Summer makes it's call.
The Summer sun shines on the land,
shining down on castles built of sand.
The bright lit sky of stars above,
summer nights bring summer love.
It warms the earth, brings joy to all....
Until the Autumn makes it's call.
The Autumn's wind and cloudy days,
the ever changing leaves at play.
The days are cool, the evenings brisk.
The Autumn blows it's farewell kiss.
The golden leaves bid adieu to all....
Until the Winter makes it's call.
The Winter brings the cold and snow.
The warmth of fires all aglow.
The frosty air, the smiling faces,
relieving the cold with warm embraces.
The snowmen stand strong and tall....
Until the Spring makes it's call.
The changing seasons, each have a place.
They each bring with them a gentle grace.
Each have purpose and give to all....
Until a new season makes it's call. |
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