She wakes up to sounds as light as Spring,
Birds singing melodious melodies.
She looks out to colours as bright as Autumn,
Red, orange, yellow and green.
She sneaks out to temperatures as cool as Winter,
Autumn winds and the awaiting chill.
She is the sole survivor as warm as Summer,
To admire and bring happiness to those around.
Happiness to upcoming celebrations,
As long as the world stays happy for another day.
~WingedAura
"It's like all four seasons mixed together."
-Me on Facebook
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