seasonsA Poem by marciaWe all change like the seasons like winter into spring funny though, it rarely seems we ever feel a thing. Spring turns into summer and then it all gets hot and things fly by before your eyes you're either ready or you're not. Then all the leaves turn red and gold and summer turns to fall and right before your eyes it seems that big things turn into small. Then all turns cold and things all freeze the holidays are here when fall turns into winter and its again that time of year. And now it seems you're back again to that very special place where all the seasons start back up and all is washed away.
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