Seasons

September 13, 2010
By , Louisville, KY
Hope
Rain falls down my face
The air becomes heavy and grey
A red rose unfolds

Melting
A sea gull flies past
A boy licking his ice cream
The ice cream falls off

Wind
Fire-painted leaves
Break free and fall to the ground
The bare trees shiver

Bells
Sweet bells chime and echo
In my ear making me smile
Snow falls gracefully





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