Three of Eight – Four Line Poems

Intro: up to 50 words (delete this text and enter your own)


My name is Autumn and I am kicking leaves down the Mobius road

My son is Winter he is cutting a clean path to another year

The world is Spring, it is inevitable, it is my family

My parents are Summer they are resting in the sun

© Vim 2020
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