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Snowflakes fall on my face as I walk out the door. The sun in my eyes, it shines, and then it shines some more. It's beautiful winter time, and I can't get enough. The flowers life their heads as all the snow melts. It's becoming greener right before my eyes. It's the spring time and the world's alive. The sun's beating down on me and it's warmer now. I'm always happy but I don't know how. It's looking like summertime, can I be sure, now. The weather's getting colder now. The leaves begin to change. All this time I did believe that it would stay the same. Yellows, reds, and oranges. The colors of fall. Dressing up in costumes laughing through it all. The seasons change, the weather changes, life changes too. So hold on to tomorrow and I'll hold onto you.
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jwiener
I love how how in each stanza you write about a different season, because it when reading it, the reader can actually see each different season pass by. It's so cool how you connected life to the changing seaons, too!

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