Seasons
What's life without seasons?
We wouldn't admire any sea!
Balmy breezes delight every nose,
starry evenings are the ones
we await while stars come on.
What's the purpose of seasons?
Which one is prettier than this one?
The one that our daughters and sons
love when surfing on waves to ease
the stress of daily living venturing into the sea!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2012
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