SEASON'S DEATH
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The cool spring breeze blows against the dead brown grass Each individual blade waving it’s thin brown arm in the air Inviting summer to come The once crisp fall leaves stick to the ground in soggy wet sheets Their melted winter blanket transformed them as a pot of boiling water transforms spaghetti The pool in the yard is still hibernating and wearing its winter cover The melted winter snow has collected on top Lakes and Ponds of all sizes and shapes replace the once desert of white snow Black as the night sky, each lake is as individual as a fingerprint And the only evidence of the once great desert The setting is now very gray, but with spring it will begin to blossom It will eventually form a great bouquet of color and activity The setting that will catch one’s eye Winter and Summer Death and Life Opposite, but both extremely beautiful Who ever knew that the death of winter could be as beautiful as the life of summer? No one can ever complain that a season’s over Because after all, there’s always next year…
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