Seasons



Seasons come,
Seasons go.
Summer's fast,
Winter's slow.



Autumn brings colors
Spring brings flowers



Falling leaves
And April showers

A child laughs
A bird sings
Hear the sounds,
That nature brings.



The sun rises
A day starts anew
Smell the morning air
Feel the morning dew



The sun sets
The day has turned to night
Time to dream great dreams
Come true, they might.







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