You survived and learned how it ends Death's breathy review still warms your nose Your first draft is in ashes “Twice upon a time” The short story begins Enter The Gift Winter, spring, summer, fall No blustering drama here at all Simply still on stage Alive In every scene Playhouse to Broadway Overnight A hit My Fair Life
Wind of the season cold or warm interpreting the changes of time with temperatures leaves falling and growing growing then falling radiating the glitter of life with colors swallows going south and north coursing south returning north expressing a kind of spirit with endlessness crossing the threshold of the season with gentleness.
Withered leaves cold sun silent water are the most beautiful sceneries in the noble autumn season this may be everlasting in the eyes of hurried padestrians in this odorless season no flowers no waves no snow however the autumnal street is blooming firily glamorously a boat snuggling in autumn the earthliness is touching picturesque the sunlight like gold powder adrift in peaceful water the moon rises yearning melancholy haziness mistiness have all melted in the lengthy autumn night.
It's such a great day that it makes a man want to sing. I'm very happy because today is the first day of Spring. Knowing that the bitterness of Winter is over is sure to please. Warm weather is coming and the leaves will return to the trees. When March arrives, there's something that I always hold dear. The cold weather will leave, Spring is my favorite time of the year.