A Mask for All Seasons
A mask for all seasons.
I wore the mask of Winter and saw,
Robins bickering in my garden on a cold Christmas morning.
I wore the mask of Spring and saw,
The daffodils blooming and the beautiful being born.
I wore the mask of Summer and saw,
My Mum drinking Pina Coladas on the beach in Lanzarote.
I wore the mask of Autumn and saw,
The leaves start to curl up and fall off the trees.
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