When the seasons converge,
Winter snowflakes rest, half melted, beneath the water.
The Autumn red leaves blend into a Summer red sunset.
A Winter shade of blue, a Summer cheery yellow
Meeting together and forming young Spring green.
When the seasons converge,
Memories are suspended like a feather landed in mid air
Author notes
I hope you liked it :-)
It seemed as if a snowflake were buried in the upper left corner and that inspired this peice.
A contest entry
- Lite as a feather by zochit2me.
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Comments
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As it seems i've read this before. lol. I didn't realize. See how wonderful it. is. lol
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Haha... well thanks for the extra encourgement... I'm glad that you liked it so much
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This is a wonderful take on the prompt given. All the colours of the seasons are amazing and you've captured it well in this poem. Wonderful work. Bravo!
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It's nice to see that something as small would be able to inspire a piece so beautiful. Wonderful job and pleasantly good to see how far you've take the prompt. Excellent. Brilliant.
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