Seasons At Arms

Athis is a poem I made up about seasons in conflict.i hope you enjoy😄!!

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4. Seasons At Arms

Now melt away all vicious snow,

For all we want is the summer's glow,

Your time of blanketing the ground is over,

For luck changes at the sight of a clover,

Rejoice again,

For the ice turns to rain,

Soon we will be at war again,

But ignore that now,

For the present is the only row,

Too hot too cold who cares?,

When the North wind returns to its icy lairs.      

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