The seasons poem
Be as happy as you watch the wind blows away those fierce flowers drippy flying from the sun blowing as the fire comes out to make it warm Notice the grass on the huge field growing into bright sunny flowers as the roses fly high into poppy’s Even a old thrown christmas tree glowing into a new highlighter tree and as new as gold shivers.
Be as shocked as you see the wintery cold turn into the breezy war summer as glitter drops of the dazzling sun bursting Notice the winter dragon breezing freezing kids as the kids make fun of it or Even a tree growing its plants to get ready for the summer decorating.
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