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January 2, 2014
The blinding winter sun,
sits lowly in the skies.
No good to man or beast,
and not in line to win a prize?
The warming springtime sun,
brings new life, a cold spell denies.
Each bud a cherished radiance,
that overnight, grew by surprise.
The scorching summer sun,
causing squinting of the eyes.
A constant danger to us all,
unless caution, we exercise.
The grandest autumn sun,
that perfectly situated lies.
And watches like a godfather,
as leaves say their last goodbyes.
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