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SEASONS

Spring, a symbol of rebirth

Starting another season on earth

New buds open to the sun

Now the spring has begun.

 

Summer once again is here

Sky is wonderful and clear

Growths of colour on display

That's a lovely summers day.

 

Autumn leaves go blowing by

Lifting high up to the sky

Soon they scatter without sound

Gently cascading to the ground.

 

Winter comes round with branches bare

A spiders web in the suns pale glare

Frost so cold your face it burns

Awaiting 'till the spring returns.

 

Every season a different thing

Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring,

Cut the grass, shovel the snow

Or bake in the sun 'till you glow..

 

© Hazel 2010

 

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