Time Of Year Poems - Poems about Time Of Year

There are four seasons every year on earth. They are Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. The season now is like boiling water. This season is mostly good for the plants. Well, experts say that plants need much sunlight. All living things need sunlight to live too. It’s so hot, but need to get used to it. Oh, the sun! The sun! The...

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bells ringing Streets corner singing Window shopping People stopping Walking talking smiling On phone this goes on Thur out this time. Holidays is near It's the BEST TIME Of YEAR ...

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It's that time of year The sun's rays now feel near With the time change comes some hope Look and See! ~ Two kids skipping rope...

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Spring this time of year has left my games behind who warrants a secret? I've left my pride behind when you try to find a reason? and its fanfare is forfeit There's a labyrinth you delve and you reinvent sorrow with no one to comfort you From the old World ugly and evil then pay for mans Absolution...

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His Star, still... Glows Bright! Amen. Tis...that...time of year when thoughts... turn to Celestial...things when...amid visions of centuries past Hope is gathered and...rings! Tis that time of year when hearts... ensue a glance of imperishable...gates with the reminders of a Silent Night so received with gratitude...sate! Tis when... the Joy and anticipation of celebrating a prophesied birth... touches here and there and begins to seep...

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They brought orphans in and plied them with toys and treats. Thinking how charitable they were being, feeling good about it. Tables were laden with fudge, divinity, mints, cookies and other sweets. The orphans arrived in a bunch, showing off their rare holiday whit. They are so much fun! The sisters told people who would listen. Shall we do it...

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Please come inside; see right away the Christmas cards that I display in the hall around a mirror. I love this special time of year. Then in my living room you’ll see trimmed red and gold – a handsome tree where loved ones soon will gather near. I love this special time of year. A table holds a manger scene. Some shepherds and the...

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Jonathan sits close to the fireplace mantle piece adorned with nativity scene a crucifix is dangling from a rusty nail cold as winter can be there is no money for a few logs and the electricity meter has eaten his last couple of coins it was no joy when he smashed the piggy bank he cut his fingers on a few shards ‘blood...

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It's here- that special time of year- once more, when autumn leaves bid their farewell to trees to spread bright cheer o'er summer's old decor. The velvet green that covered them before- no longer kissed by summer's gentle breeze. It's here- that special time of year, once more. Such lovely, pastel blooms, the summer bore; now sturdy plants of bright fall colors,...

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Lavender clouds streaked across the clear sky With pink clouds looking like candy spread between As the sunrise began, all was clearly seen, Through the bare trees on the mountain sides A spectacular view sprawled across the mountain tops With a striking beginning to a new day Multi-colors with crisp, cool air to breathe An awakening here, that only this time of...

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it’s that time of year again.. that time were people start to notice I need help Around this time of year I get so caught up loving you I forget to love myself My desires for tomorrow; fueled by the pain of yesterday?anhedonia has gotten the best me.. it has taken my personality away. Yet...

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Christmastime is here again, but this year there's an inflation hike Santa can't afford to feed his reindeer or pay his elves, now they're all on strike...

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time to show love it comes from above beware time to share its comes once a year christmas is near give do gods will its its BEST TIME OF THE YEAR...

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It's that time of year that Jews hold very dear Called the 'High Holidays' followed by Sukkoth a sort of 'Harvest Ballet' A good time to take stock of how one uses the clock To give the schedule a tweak to change up one's week So, I'll be posting a lot less ...

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It's that time of year once more, Where we gather with family and loved ones. With the glow of the tree lights We laugh and we sing About all the good tidings That this season will bring But good tidings won't arrive For those who struggle to survive In their box from bin Empty from the gift within It's their home on the street People walk...

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