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C.E. Skilling

A Year

Spring is here
       and I lay beneath the willows
       remembering our times

Winter has spent itself
       surrounding me with its chill
       leaving me with memories of crystalline white

Autumn came and held my eye for a time
       captivating with wondrous colors
       rivaling even Gods own promise, the rainbow

Summer as always, reminded me of my youth
       and in so doing
       granted smiles to my weathered face