Summer:
I don’t like it.
If I had my own way,
It would be relegated to
One month.

Winter:
I feel the same
About this season too.
If only I could make the call —
One month.

Springtime:
Well it’s quite nice.
The fragrances so sweet,
Gentle breezes, warm sun, new life —
Two months.

Autumn:
My favorite!
Skies crystal blue, crisp air,
Gold leaves, spice scents, and holidays —
Eight months!

 

 

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