Seasons

Two snowmen on my window slowly melting down,

Giving water to the grass that this spring offers us.

Then the smell of blooming flowers will become a breeze on the shore,

And I’ll see multi-colors again on the lovely road.

Four seasons in my home and many more in my soul,

Go on a journey through the aromas of the globe.

 

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