Seasons

I drive through a world 

where the trees are on fire 

and their branches are burning

with leaves of red and orange. 

The bitterness of a mid-october breeze

rushes past my face 

and makes its way to disturb the peace 

of the fragile leaves laying on the ground.

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And I can’t help but think 

that soon my world will be frozen, 

and those fragile leaves will lay forgotten

under layers of snow.

Snow that sparkles 

when the sunlight hits it just right,

but will melt away 

just as the days get longer.

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And once that snow has said it’s goodbyes

I’ll see flowers starting rise

and bloom from the ground,

like they had been patiently waiting 

for their beauty to be known.

What a contrasting site

from a once cold and desolate 

winter world.

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And those flowers stick around 

but spring doesn’t,

so summer will bring beach days 

and smiles and warm weather.

I’ll be back to sitting in the sand, 

watching the sun disappear behind the ocean.

And I’ll never not be amazed 

By the beauty in our world.