Soft sunrays dance about,
Leaves and flowers are
peeping out,
Bird songs everywhere,
Spring is in the air.
A bright sight, the nature made,
Leaves and flowers
never to fade,
Squirrels frisking fro and to,
The summer sky is ever so blue.
The leaves are now the
colours of dawn,
Red and gold and chestnut brown.
Raspberries, blueberries,
juicy on trees,
The autumn ways delight
and please.
A frosty cold seeps over
the place,
The trees are covered in
a snowy haze.
The cold wind makes an
eerie call,
Winter is most enchanting of all.
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