Written, April 8, 2025 For The Contest, “Write Ten Beautiful Lines” Sponsor, Constance La France
“The seasons of all things hold much in store; for life brings death- which brings new life once more.” _by Poet There, in my window view, they come and go. Each season of the year presents its view; a unique perfect setting that will show how nature can unveil the season due- as each discards the old for one that's new. This year, I watched the rippling river freeze as snowy boas graced the naked trees. But now, it's Spring- the river flows once more while new buds open in the springtime breeze. When done, it brings new seasons, as before.
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