Seasons
Spring:
Morning beauty
As I hear the birds chirp
Flowers blossoming from the ground
Summer:
Sun beaming down on my skin
Kids playing in the beach sand
I splash into the cold water
Fall:
Crunch leaves
Bare trees in my backyard
Daylight savings begins
Winter:
Snowflakes falling from the sky
-10 degrees
Streets covered in white snow
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