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Poem reflects author's view about life in general. |
| Seasons are treasures that provide one with measures. To understand life's stories grasp nature's veiled glory. Did I mention my darling... 'Bout the forest sun shining? Green leaves seemed so pleased Free of winter's harsh siege. Like some teacher's class sessions. Sweet nature teaches us all lessons. What cold winds blow away.. Can return again someday. Ted Siuta unicorn777 |