Season's Change
Just like the pages of a Novel,
Season's Change after the long read of days,
What was the middle of this season,
long gone,
turned to the next page for the continuity that is our season,
our chapter,
our page,
Turned in the blink of an eye,
the minutes in a day.
Do you know the change is happening?
Does it count when you don't see it?
As it laps from season to season,
from heat kicked dust fields of summer,
to the swaying lazy flight of the fall's leaves,
Wind swept snow mounds of little invaders from above,
to the thaw of springs eternal hope,
Season's change.
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