Thursday, March 28, 2013

Seasons' Ore



Summers come
Summers go
When will we see
The winter snow?
Spring's here,
Blossom and blow.
Rain and dew
Trickling slow.
Now for Fall
With that fiery glow.
Sun and shine
They softly flow
Running,
Twirling,
Dancing,
They all will go.

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