Summer turns to Autumn,
Old ways come undone,
Replaced with cobwebs,
Where laughter used to run.
Autumn turns to Winter,
New ways seem far bitter,
Replaced with doubt,
Where laughter used to shout.
Winter turns to Spring,
Your ways are seamed,
Replaced with peace,
Laughter begins to sing.
Spring turns to Summer,
Days kept in numbers,
Sometimes a chore or adored,
Always,Evermore.
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Winter is coming The majestic trees lose their rich, red robes, Leaving them bare, exposing their bones. Their skeletal arms tremble in the grey, Delivering moans and grunts of dismay.
Only the stars can see my scars. Only the moon can know my doom. Only the night sky can see me cry. I hoped that clouds might shroud my gloom. It's the beautiful morn that has me reborn.
Winter has intruded into cool February air Leaving kisses in a blanket To tuck the snowdrops back to sleep.
Winter Leaves you blind Keeps you questioning Shows you pain Winter Is silent death Day; quiet, bone-chilling cold Night; howling wind through frozen trees Winter Gifts us with chilled powder Rids...
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