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Haiku: Seasons

Each season though built
On the last, will also hint
Of the one to come.

A summer leaf falls:
Winter keeps it on ice for
Springtime renewal.


The red cardinal
Fills the air with melodies
Of warm days ahead.


Long, bright, sun-filled days
Encourage plants to ripen
For harvest bounty.


It starts in summer;
Evokes a years nostalgia;
And ends in winter.


Though sunshine is cold
Upon my face, still, I sniff
Springs hope in the air.


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