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Seasons - An Acrostic Poem
Sing and dance before the last leaf falls
Energy flows in swirls and zig zags
Assuage your worries and soak in the golden hues
Silent is the moon pirouetting across our night sky
Oh! Where did half our year go?
Notice the liminal spaces before and after the cold
Seasons will blow our pages to turn and turn.
Sunday 9th July 2023 12:43 pm
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