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Below is the poem entitled Seasons which was written by poet
Pickett. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Ere the bite of Summer's first chill
tis the prelude to Autumn's breath
come next,depressed, is the Winter wind shrill
on to Spring's resurrection from death