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Poetry: Changes of Seasons

Darius is a former high school literary and feature writer that loves reading books, listening to music, and watching movies.

Photo by Erico Marcelino by Unsplash.

Photo by Erico Marcelino by Unsplash.

The air was crisp and cold,
As your heart when I met you.
During the boldest winter —
T'was the first time, too.

Brighter than any day,
That Spring I saw your smiles.
Brightest than the sun's rays
That I could see beyond horizon and miles.

It began to feel warmer by Summer,
As your heart finally melt —
And opened for a chance, another,
I know what it means; I knew how it felt.

And when brown leaves began to dance,
Into the ground below — they fall,
We wouldn't want to miss, might as well take the chance
As our hearts, each other they solemnly call.

© 2020 Darius Razzle Paciente

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