Seasons

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I fly above the clouds
And across the sky
I smell the summer breeze
And hear spring sing with chirping of birds.
I hear the leaves crack and crisp under the feet of people
I see the bare trees and snow covered grass

I feel the sun beams on my skin and the summers smells
I see the baby animals being kissed by spring misses
I feel the cold nose and trick or treat evenings
I taste the snowflakes that land on my tongue
And he cold snowflakes landing on my lashes.

I see the seasons and I feel them all
I have lived thought the changes of fall.
I have met spring and all the happiness she brings
And summer with her crazy warm hair
And of course winter is my favourite.
That's when hot chocolate is needed

The season are silly but they create you and me. They warm the earth and covers it in snow.

Soaring above the clouds
Flying across the sky
I feel the heat of the summer and the afternoon breez

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