For No 1308 Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
"To everything there is a season." Ecclesiastes, Pete Seeger Through green leaves and golden tresses, blew Summer breezes when we were two. Then Autumn, by ones, by twos, by threes Swirled amber leaves off of the trees. A white Winter storm, I was bereft, And only leafless branches left. A Spring zephyr on a sunny day Told me, "Everything's OK".
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