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I Love To Live Where There Are Four Distinct Seasons

I couldn't live anywhere else. No snowbirding for me

By Denise E LindquistPublished 12 months ago • 1 min read
I Love To Live Where There Are Four Distinct Seasons
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Fall is a beautiful time of year

leaves turning color, then tear

up for the thoughts of what's to come

I know what's coming, I'm not dumb

I love this country. And all of the seasons

And I have way too many reasons

to appreciate this state and all

that it has to offer. Summer is a ball

and then there is the beauty of fall

Winter is fun because we ski, ice fish,

sled, and cook my favorite dish

We make snowmen and women,

snow angels and more for the children

Then there is spring, new growth, lack

of new snow, it's melted, birds are back

The trees are starting to bud everywhere

color appearing here and there

Then back to summer, riding motorcycles

fishing, hikes, bikes, ice cream, and popsicles.

Author's Note: As I walk outside my house, I notice the beautiful leaves are coming off the trees. Rain and wind will do that. I note that it won't be long until the snowbirds are gone. I miss my friends who go south in the winter and return mid-spring. One friend is only leaving for a month this year! I will see her more!

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About the Creator

Denise E Lindquist

Retired, working part-time as a Native American culture consultant. I have an MSE, and an ABD. I write on Vocal, and Facebook. Poetry, non-fiction mostly, and working on fiction. Wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother.

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    Written by Denise E Lindquist