TO SING YOU HAPPY!|
Before the winter winds a-blow
Sweet Mother Nature steals the show!
With vibrant colors everywhere,
It's almost like an angels' prayer.
Will you have yellow on your plate,
Or orange there to contemplate?
Perhaps deep crimson is your choice
To sing you happy with her voice!
A bluebird sits within my tree,
Before he flies...his spirit free.
Oh would that I could soar with him!
And land atop the mountains' rim!
I do love winter dressed in white
And fall is everyone's delight.
Yet, spring and summer brings much fun...
I love the seasons, EVERY ONE!
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