In the arms of SUMMER,
I’m caressed with birds song,
and rolling green hills that grace eyes.

In the arms of FALL,
I'm cuddled with a breeze,
and colored leaves that tickle eyes.

In the arms of WINTER,
I'm embraced with brisk wind,
and a grand snowfall scene for eyes.

In the arms of SPRING,
I'm held with energies,
and new born ducklings swim in eyes.

Eyes that open heart for gratitude
to echo as every season is a gift.

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