Spring
crocus poking up
warm days with softer breezes
mud puddle hopping
Summer
sand between the toes
waves crashing upon the shore
tall lemonade iced
Autumn
leaves gently floating
rustling, crackling, piling high
reds, oranges and golds
Winter
white sparkly crystals
casting a silent blanket
waiting for rebirth



Seeya, Sissy-bones!


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