Poetry

Collection of poems I wrote

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2. Seasons

Seasons

People are like trees.

We go through a constant routine.

We change our minds quite frequently,

And grow in the spring.

In summer the blooms are still there.

Leaves fall and we go to the fair.

Winter will come soon,

And you will realize there are no blooms.

But it starts to get warmer out,

And the rain starts to come about.

You start over again,

And everything is the same.

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