Although winter is upon me And the grass is turning brown The flowers, drying and turning to dust The earth, settling down for the long winter's death,
I can still find color and warmth and life If I try
Every season has its charms. Every season is vibrant with colors. We associate the hues of spring - the green of new grass, the bright yellows and oranges of flowers - with life, but the husky tones of autumn, the white and gray of winter are also colors of our world. They aren't about death, just sleep, which even the world needs.
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Every season has its charms. Every season is vibrant with colors. We associate the hues of spring - the green of new grass, the bright yellows and oranges of flowers - with life, but the husky tones of autumn, the white and gray of winter are also colors of our world. They aren't about death, just sleep, which even the world needs.
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