Winter brings the bite of snow
With it's simple feat of letting go
It moves on, so cold and mysterious
Taking it's time while making us anxious
Spring is gentle, and mother-like
With nature's hand it brings delight
But still it knows, that when it goes
It has to say goodbye
Summer here, with a warm blue heat
Brings the sound of running feet
As children run and jump and play
It still knows it'll have to go away
Autumn breeze brings a chilly stare
As it tries to capture the base of a dare
Not every fellow will give it chances
But I know when it goes, that it dances
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PoesiI am writing poetry based on my aspect of life These pieces are mine and I will report if they are taken/reposted without my permission Pics do not belong to me
