Second SeasonA Poem by Mari-SweetWinter (Fill in the blank) Summer Fall You know the season. It comes after winter, But right before summer. Not one season, But two--like a Winter and summer fusion. You know the season. The ice blankets disappear, But the Arctic waters still remain. Contrasted to first and third season, But compared to fourth season. The season of birth. You know the season. No more candy bars and milkshakes, But lemon drops and gumdrops. This second season is none other than… That’s right! (Fill in the blank) © 2011 Mari-SweetAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 15, 2011 Last Updated on November 17, 2011 AuthorMari-SweetAboutI'm Marilyn. I like to write short stories and poetry. I wrote my first story at the age of 12 and have been keeping a story collection since I was 13 years old. Eventually, I started writing poetry a.. more..Writing
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