PE ( / Janesville, Wisconsin, USA)


Is it winter?
Trees and bushes brown and barren.
The ground white with snow.
Cold wind howling outside.
Or is it spring?
Trees and bushes in full bud.
Flowers poking their little heads
through the ground.
A warm breeze blowing gently
in open doors and windows.
Could it be summer?
The sun and wind hot and dry.
Bushes, flowers and trees in full bloom.
Lawns to be mowed,
Weeds to be pulled.
Maybe it is Fall.
The air with a bit of chill in it.
A light frost changed the leaves
to a bright orange, red and yellow,
Wind rustling the leaves
to and fro on the ground.
Like children running here and there.
What ever the season.
Put a song in your heart,
a grin on your face.
Have a happy day,
for it's great to be alive.

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