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Sep 2013
springtime is a meeting
summer is a blast
autumn is a warning
winters coming fast

as spring is surely but a meet
the summer rushes past
autumn sometimes brushed aside
winters here at last

transpose the springtime for a chance
and summer for a dare
neglect not autumns cunning chill
for winter wont play fair

so meeting is but now perchance
and dare a rush of blood
should winter bring a cooling off
play fair don't come down thud

to take the chance tis life itself
to dare bring summer glow
the chill one feels within the bones
for some say take it slow
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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