Gentle breeze, felling leaves,
a refreshing chill in the air,
the dark Wooly Bears hair
signals that winter will not
White crystalline flakes blowing
through the air, no two a
matching pair, bright Wolf moon
sailing overhead, as angry clouds
scurry past to deliver winters
Melting snow and the Crocuses
begin to grow, vibrant pastels of
pink and yellow, standing tall;
shaking off winters frosty cold.
Summers fare, childrens laughter
fills the air, mid summers rockets
red glare and honeymooners
everywhere, barefoot strolls along
the beaches and baseball pitches.
Oh; those warm summer night
Should always last .
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