Spring’s breeze is gentle and cool,
Relaxing, refreshing and as wanted as a jewel.
Summer’s breeze is cozy, quiet and surreal,
Warm and comfortable is how it makes me feel.
Autumn’s breeze is fresh and cold,
It’s something I want to keep and hold.
Winter’s breeze is frosty and freezing,
Which is obviously something I won’t be needing!
Every season is bright and colorful,
And I think God made them all wonderful.
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