by Nichole Grzych

Created on: February 20, 2010

Deceive not a soul.

For nature will take its toll.

The snow will pull plows onward.

The spring will bring out truth.

It is the colors of fall that will last a longer while.

For winter will come back to save workers that traveling mile.

Nature’s season is in somebody.

His miraculous name is God.

We see the tides from the moon on lakes and sea.

What do nature’s seasons do to just a tree?

It is the awe of summer that I seemed to have forgot.

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