Seasons

There are four seasons in the year:
Spring, autumn, summer and winter
None of them could not disappear
Each of them is magnificent splinter

Since ancient times artists were admired
By any season's beauty
That's why they realized so fast
Their huge internal duty

Spring is a watercolor and plenty of light
Winter is an etching
Autumn is a mosaic of all, shining bright
Summer is an oil painting

Thank you, weather, for your diversity
For being great and confusing
For being sad, rainy and vivid
For being so amusing


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