SO GO THE SEASONS
It is funny how life relates to the seasons
Spring being birth, summer being growth
The fall is reflection for so many reasons
The mild days and colors, serene they are both
Of course winter is cold, nature fades away
Birds head south as do the folks
A bitter wind reminds us the end is near
As do the barren branches of the mighty oaks
But the purest of snow in all its beauty
The glistening of crystal-like frost
Is a reminder that time with the angels must come
And that the seasons are resumed, never lost
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