Seasons
Crunching leafs under my feet
Hot shepherd pie on my antique plate
Trees dancing in cold winds
Choirs sing in a lonely park
Gravy drips on my Christmas diner
Kids hit me with snow balls
Ice melts in seconds
Sausages sizzle on the grill
Waves clash like a battle
Baby sheep come to life
The taste of egg’s in the mornings
Egg hunts in the sun
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