The wind slowly whips around your face.

You look up to the sky seeing the sun.

The leaves green to orange and red replace.

You think to yourself how fall has begun.
In the blink of an eye, the cold sets in.

White puffs of nothing cover the ground.

You bundle up warm up to your chin.

Then the first patch of green is found.
The flowers slowly begin to grow.

Everything is coming into bloom.

The babies are born from the doe.

And summer is here way too soon.
You can feel the seasons in the air.

They can envelop you anywhere.


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