Four seasons, one dance.
carving from the uncut block
thats lighting the way
we never learn, do we?
~
Do we learn that what happens now
Soon is the same as then?

poems like these often intrest me. Nature is often the focus of alot of
my poetry. Fapral
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this poem is good .I also usually focus on nature.But who wouldn't want
to write about something thats falling apart right before our eyes...DECEMBER
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True, December, True. I find that is often the best way to find a way to
keep it from falling apart. Fapral