Changing of the Seasons
As the sun broke through the treesFrom the bright blue skies
A golden leaf came drifting down
Its motion caught my eye
As it made a lonely path
From sky to the ground
It made me think of how things change
As seasons do year round
Though seasons change each year
Four is their limit
We humans can change frequently
We change as we see fit
Poetry by Michael G
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Written on 2006-09-09 at 17:35
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