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It was Autumn known
best by a leaf crunched
under a gymshoe 'neath
wind-blown bare boughs,
ashiver 'neath darkening
skies.
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Winter falls but Winter
don't care when wet
winds whisper "Goodbye"
in the ears of Autumn.
Winter shouts, Freeze!
Thaw! Freeze some more.
Now,thaw!
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Spring advances evincing
shyly until Robin-harbingers
arrive. Here, inevitable flora
sneezes pollen-gifts that
drift across a shock of gold
where dandelions covet once
all-green places. Spring
munches and neatly nibbles
left-over leaves to feed
Summer.
.
Summer yawns, rouses 'neath
dense green veined shade
born of bud bowed branches.
Its radiance warms lakes, heats
sidewalks, creates wave-miraged
roads. Puzzled cloud-thin blue
watches park toddlers march
in unsure first steps 'neath
Sol's August-tinged smile.
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Lady A
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