The Changing Seasons..A Poem by OnlymeLeaves crunching under feet. The smell of moss. The snapping of twigs as we walk. The colours of nature. From oranges to brown and reds delight my eyes. Autumn time, the rest of nature refreshing itself for another spellto cometh. Then the carpet of white snow. Like a new painting beginning to takeform. And then the starting and wakening of new lift taking form. The wonderful colours of beautiful spring and summer. To cheer the heart and warm the spirit and the soul. Beckons us onwards and upwards. On our daily quests of life and living. To keep us company and energies us with new hopes and enjoyments and keepus company on this journey called being alive.
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