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Spring; empire of colors.
Filled with flowers like rainbows,
and trees of green.

Summer; the mighty fire
with water by its side.
Days that are burning,
until the autumn leaves blow.

Autumn, the world of orange
filled with leaves of red and yellow.
The last view of colors,
before winter strikes.

Winter, a cover of white;
a view of the beauty
yet deadly scene of crystals gems,
which melt as it's been touched
by your burning hands.
So this is another poem base on transformation for my english class. This one is on the four seasons. Which are SPRING, SUMMER, AUTUMN(FALL), AND WINTER . So I hope you like it.

NOTE: THERE WILL BE A PREVIEW PICTURE SOON!

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