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SUMMER
When you are gone, then shall I too Languish and fade as Spring Doth pass, trailing behind her
A scattering only of her jewels Once so brilliant in their splendor,
To be overcome by the white, hot heat Of Summer, searing and simmering And crying for rain.
Tis said, "This too will pass?.
And truthfully so, but, oh, the pain That stings the senses into reality
And sends many to their just reward. But here will be a rose, a violet there To say, ?There was a garden here?.
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AUTUMN AND WINTER
At last! The cool, crisp days of Autumn have come
Bringing brushes and paints, splashing leaves and grasses With a brilliance of color, Leaving an awesome beauty On the hills and opulence on the dales.
A timid rabbit sniffs the air, seeking refuge,
A squirrel, broad tail flicking, leaps from limb to limb, Gathering acorns and nuts for the winters stay.
Instinctively, they know that winter is near and snow is on the way.
So little time is left to play, and winter will take its toll.
And the fittest will survive to see again Another Spring unmask its beauty, and roll Its scroll of new life, new love and new pain.