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Changing Seasons

The harsh touch of a river erodes the muscles of a rock. The mystical night's black sliver invades nature's ticking clock. The colorless wind dances with the floating autumn leaves. While trees fall into winter trances, immune to the sorrows mankind weaves. A fleece blanket of white snow bids the weary earth to sleep. As human eyes adjust to winter's glow, old bones feel the chill's silent creep. Thawing earth pushes up frail flowers in the budding rebirth of spring. Yet man lives on in paper towers, ignoring the treasures each season can bring.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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