4 Seasons
4 SEASONS
The world is painted in shades of gold,
As autumn leaves turn red and yellow.
A crisp breeze blows through the trees,
Bringing an end to the summer's ease.
Winter's chill is in the air,
As snowflakes dance without care.
warm fires light the night,
Bringing feelings of peace and delight.
Springtime buds begin to grow,
As dormant life begins to show.
The world is painted with a new hue,
the air is fresh and the sky is all blue .
Summer's heat begins to rise,
As the sun sets bright in the skies.
Sand between toes, puddles been splashed, snowmen been built and waves crashing down
4 seasons fun is never forgotten and never a frown.
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