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Autumn’s arrival
punctuated by
the wafting spices,
of cinnamon, of pumpkin spice,
of strong teas and comfort.
/
Winter’s feast
fill us to the brim
with turkeys and cookies,
hot choco and marshmallows.
/
Spring awakens
with the return of
birds chirping
singing the dawn
of a new year of growth.
/
Summer’s touch
finally embraces us
under the warmth
of the vibrant sun,
sneakily toying with our hair
with that dash of unpleasant humidity.
/
These are the seasonings
of the seasons,
the spice that keeps
the cycle of each year
vibrant and alive.
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This poem was first published here.
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