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Changing SeasonsA sunset bursting on my skies, a bluebird warbling out his song, you are like the heart of Nature to me. For every flower that blossoms, for every blade of grass that grows, you spread out your heart like a blanket of mossy green and wrap me in a covering of love. You are the ever changing seasons of Winter, Summer and Fall. You dance through my life with such grace and style. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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