Soft pedals on the rose bushes to die away
the trees turning so many different shades.
A cool breeze whistling outside reminding us
of the seasons change.
A dew settles over night making the grass seem
a beautiful covered shade of white.
Anticipation for winter to come, the snow flakes
falling in so many shapes.
Whiteness covering the hills and branches of what
was so green, a beauty so surreal and free.
Waiting for the first spring flower to arrive! Waking
up to such a surprise, a beauty that was hiding.
Seasons change as this world spins on, a new season
to be born. A new beauty to adore.
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