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Poetry By: Gemox

A poem not yet finished, about the seasons.

Submitted:Jun 13, 2012    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I see the trees waving around,

I see the puddles on the ground,

I see the sky all angry and gray,

I see this is going to be, another miserable day.

I see the trees all bright and green,

I see the street all serene,

I see the sky all clear and blue,

I see this is going to be a summer's day, long overdue.


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