Seasons

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    Seasons

    A harvest moon should be coming soon.

    Will I have another to sit beneath it with?

    If not , i shall sit alone with no regret.

    Winter Solsticewill be on its way next.

    Snowflakes adrifting and all mother natures creatures calling on to her for help that they deserve.

    Next will be Ostara, the time of fertility and chocolate bunnies!

    Soon a new moon will rise again, bringing in The Summer.

    Balmy nights,blue/black skies and starlit nights.

    I one day will share them with someone special and if not my sister will do just as well.

    For I know where i sit right now is a living hell!

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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