THE BEAUTY OF THE SEASONS
by Eloisa Lynn L. Aldueza
I see the sky in your eyes, a forest evergreen, the birds soaring high, the best view I’ve never seen. I look up and around, up at the hollow juniper trees. I look down at the ground and hear the yellow buzzing bees.
I watch the leaves dancing, and hear the squirrels squeaking by. Everything is oh so entrancing, like the sweet taste of pumpkin pie. I touch the snow as it falls, the clear blue sky, looking mysteriously at the wall, As I hear you say goodbye.
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