Dew drops on the grass,
beauty lays undercover.
Orange leaves, withering away,
winter's gone, spring is on the way.
Morning shivers, evening gloom,
seeing spring in a new form.
Golden light, bright and warm,
Spring is not for long.
Summer is on the way,
Fall is again nearby,
Another year lost in dismay.
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