The seasons dew

And winter she set once again

leaning in on the waning rain

songs of little droplets

to kiss along the pave,

hearts a flutter to the waxing

the summers noon on high

come forth sweet lovers longing

as the bloom grows to the sky,

but soon again

the moon will come dancing

to the seasons coming fro’

gently singing softly

for the life to ease its grow.

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