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Poetry-The-Seasons

The Sky

  The sky seems endless. All of the birds fly in it. The huge blue abyss.   Patrick Lusa, 11Stafford Springs, CT

The Seasons (A Poetry Cycle)

Winter Birch trees so brown and white Glowing in the moonlight Shaking trees In the howling breeze The tall trees Have falling leaves There is a bird’s nest Where it will rest It is so tall So do not fall Sleds sliding the snow Santa comes with a ho Frozen ice starts melting into water […]

Winter

The howl of the wind The crisp air And the crunching of boots on a bed of snow The brightest white you will ever see The evergreens struggle against the wind Micah Lim, 8Guilford, CT

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