Hot winds blowing around us,
A bright yellow sun shinning in the sky,
In this we feel no danger being bare,
With only nature.
The is comes after the warmth,
Taking it away bit by bit,
Leaves turning pale gold,
Glisening rain shinning on us,
Clouds covering up our yellow sun.
The warmth is now gone,
But a white cold beauty emerges,
Heart looking like it's cold,
But truly is made of gold,
Charming us into an frosty dance,
With the Queen into her icy hands.
Then our beautiful blossoming flowers appear,
Sharing the new warmth and love,
Green again we feel,
In the big fields,
Pure beauty in a circle we have,
Again it has started.
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