Four Seasons of Memories
I am from sunny summer mornings
I feel a gentle breeze
The warm sun on my upturned face
I am from starry nights
Like a disco ball in the sky
I am from laughter, friends, and nights I hope never end
I am from fiery leaves falling
Blazing air becomes milder
A nephew arrives in early November
New life is fresh as sunrise air
I am from holiday memories
Halloween and Thanksgiving roll on by
I am from snowflakes falling
It's deep freeze time
New frost shines in fading light
I am from flying snowballs and frozen angels
Frigid air chases us inside
Winter is Christmas, New Year's, and family
I am from starting over
The Earth thaws and begins to wake
Birds sing again, a sweet new song
I am from many seasons of memories
The cycle begins again as my poem finds its end
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