The Four Faces Of Nature
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Spring dapples the land in all shades of green,
as life germinates in a seed or bean.
And wildflowers add color to the scene;
flaunting exotic pigments, rarely seen.
Summer paints sunsets pink and tangerine,
while mosquitoes swarm a rusty door screen.
And the air smells of ozone, fresh and clean,
after thunderstorms and lightning convene.
Autumn harvest leaves empty fields to glean,
barren rows scar the land where crops had been.
And like a hallmark card: all looks serene;
colored leaves scattered across the ravine.
Winter winds buff snow to a polished sheen;
while whiteouts and blizzards become routine.
And the sun shines so bright, you'll need sunscreen
when sculpting a snowman-like figurine.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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