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Seasons
As I walked along the river bank one exotic summer’s day
I could feel the changes, see the changes and sense the changes too
I could hear the river trickling through the rocks
Dancing around the pebbles
The smell of life drifted through the air
The bittersweet smell of pine
The smell of flowers
Even the most common weed contributed to the aroma
Tulips surrounded by Roses
Daffodils partnered with Daisy’s
And thousands of combinations that were never there before
I remember when the ground as white as paper
The wind was like a freezing slap across my face
The branches of the once fruit full trees were bare
All accept the pine trees
They were the only things that was evergreen
> Can I repost my first ever effort at a poem? I did it a while ago on
> here but got no replies.
>
> * fills up and grabs a tissue.
The thought of you filling up a tissue makes my eyes water:D
* fills up and grabs a tissue.
> That would pretty good. In my opinon.
Okay, do it (I'm so easily swayed)