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Seasons :)

I can remember :) 

I can remember,
It wasn’t  long ago
We laughed & played 
& had such good fun & threw round snowballs in the snow

Children had a week off school 
The snow was here to stay
Their Mommas wrapped their kids up warm & joined them with their play

Soon it will be April
Flowers & lambs are natures pride
& the old folks sort their gardens ready to be sat outside

The winter months are oh so cold with Christmas making cheer
But  we all make cherished memories that we hold so very dear

Then its June, the summer has begun
The holidays are booked up for the frolics in the sun

Deck chairs fill up all the beaches,
Picnics laid upon the sand, 
& Mum & Kids take Grandma, she is there to lend a hand

Those months have gone, It’s autumn,
the leaves are falling to the ground
The shadows from the sun 
make eerie 
patterns all around

All the trees are bare
Another circle has passed by.
We wonder what the weather brings 
As we look up to the sky

Tis Christmas time again
The presents all around the tree
Its that merry time of year
Such happy days for you & me

 

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