Let the flowers blossom in Spring warmth.
Cool our burning soles from Summer’s wrath.
Watch the leaves fall and fly in the chilled Autumn winds.
Snow will fall from the gray clouds of Winter.

We shall look to the heavens and smile to the sun.
With moon we dance and we sing.
The stars will watch and guide us on our paths.

We can only admire or ignore.
But we shall all see the things around us
And see its ever so true beauty in its most simple form.

By Brandon Moore

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