Written August 2, 2023 For Contest, “Seven Ten” Sponsor, Emile Pinet
Guaranteed to make us smile- our new Spring comes every year; its magic brings a warmer, brighter Sun- as snow begins to melt and seedlings sprout their fresh green leaves with blossoms to unfold. Later, Summer takes Spring's reign- her brush paints scenes verdant green, and blossoms open wide in colors splashed against lush lawns, while all the sprawling trees- their branches filled with leaves, embrace blue skies. Summer soon starts long goodbyes while the Fall's brisk days come through to chill the plants as leaves will fade and dry from deep, dark green- to orange, red, and gold. Weeks pass, and thoughts are turned to harvest time. To crown year-end, Winter comes- brusque, strong winds sweep Fall's debris to blur the bleak, bare trees and ashen grass. But, snow repaints these scenes with pure delight; grand shawls of white safeguard our sleeping Spring. Seasons cascade, one by one; merge, adjust- complete one year!
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