Seasons DreamingA Poem by Winter of '97A short poem about the seasons of the yearSunset on a summer’s field Dew drops on a winter’s day Ducks upon a springtime pond Smell of leaves, an autumn night. May your dreams go round and round, Like a fairground carousel, Never ending, always turning, Hope of childhood dreams returning. Sunset on a summer’s night. Dew drops on a winter’s field. Ducks upon a springtime lake. Smell of leaves, an autumn day. © 2012 Winter of '97Author's Note
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