The Start
The bare treetops are skeletons compared to their former
and more glorious vibrant emerald and jade crowns.
The frigid waters have a thin layer of crystals above them,
sealing the seas in a cold tomb, but only for a single season.
The cold homes now grow warm with the winter weather,
while the warm outside turns chill.
The clouds, which were white and ivory,
are becoming a deep periwinkle laced with blush.
While the teal summer sky turns to cerulean,
signaling the end.
Even the people change their personalities,
happiness becomes dim and depressed.
The grey orb of light at night
comes sooner every day.
While the sun begins to hide, waiting to signal
the coming year and the start of a new season.
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Hello again!
Figured I might as well show off some older work I wrote a few months ago.
Hope you like it!
Also, if you have ideas for the title please comment below!
Blessings,
B. Whetstone
