Seasons

By: rissryker

Mar 11 2014

Category: Uncategorized

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Cold October skies at night. 
Stars that hang like shimmering ice. 
Morning walk, on crunchy frost.

Cloudless skies of deepest blue,
brings the Northern breezes through.
Frozen world of wintery white.

Western winds blows cold away.
But stubborn Winter wants to stay.
The lion beats the lamb.

Finally Spring breaks Winter’s hold,
and from the ground new tales are told.
Green again, Earths birthday.

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