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Softly lit  sunsets and turning leaves Little feet skip in a pumpkin patch Crisp air causing goosebumps Warm apple cider being sold batch after batch I am gentle, just like autumn Slick Ice and bitter air Blizzards wreak havoc on little towns Slush is thrown to street corners without care I am fierce, just like winter Cannonballs into clear cool water Tan lines born out of hours in the sun Road trips and bucket lists promise adventure Long days with endless possibilities to come I am exciting, just like summer Light rain offers new like Little buds turn brown into green Glimpses of long awaited sunshine Earth turns into an exquisitely painted scene I am growing, just like spring
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Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 9:02 AM UTC
The Seasons of Me
Softly lit  sunsets and turning leaves Little feet skip in a pumpkin patch Crisp air causing goosebumps Warm apple cider being sold batch after batch I am gentle, just like autumn Slick Ice and bitter air Blizzards wreak havoc on little towns Slush is thrown to street corners without care I am fierce, just like winter Cannonballs into clear cool water Tan lines born out of hours in the sun Road trips and bucket lists promise adventure Long days with endless possibilities to come I am exciting, just like summer Light rain offers new like Little buds turn brown into green Glimpses of long awaited sunshine Earth turns into an exquisitely painted scene I am growing, just like spring
#seasons#self#love
eliza_kate
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eliza_kate
18/F/Lenexa, KS
Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 9:02 AM UTC
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