The smell of fresh cut grass
The sound of the mourning dove’s song
The rainy days to bring bright colored flowers
Spring brings the budding of new life.
The days are getting longer
The sun is keeping us warmer
No school to worry about
Only the relaxation that summer brings
Leaves are now changing and the flowers are dying
Getting darker a little bit earlier
The smell of cold rustic air
With fall comes the
The grounds are covered in white
With all the kids putting spoons under their pillows
Hot coco and snuggles to keep us all warm
Winter seem to last forever, only to bring a fresh new spring
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Natalie Fletcher
HI! I am a college student who loves to explore all my city has to offer and put my cooking skills to use in my kitchen every night!
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