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About This Poem
Four Seasons
Four For Fore
The four seasons touch shoulder to shoulder intertwined, none wanting to let go
Spring touching winter, bringing shoots to the fore peeking through winters snow.
Summer burning bright, holding onto springs last blossom as long as it is able
Autumn for all, the season of plenty, meanders in filling natures bounteous table.
© ~GG~14/11/2012
Four For Fore. Competition Entry:
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