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THE SEASONS COME AND GO - SPRING
by Paul Curtis The seasons come and go Almost monotonous I know One after another, as planned Like the sweep of a clock hand Each season reminding us all That from winter to the fall Is yet another year slipped by A step closer to when we die A depressing thought I know But let the seasons come and go For I think it would be a crime If there was to be no springtime I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me. paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com http://www.dreamagic.com/poetry/poetry.html http://www.peculiar-poetry.com/ Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |