Armando Gomes


What Kind Of Weather

We complain of the rain
But it nourishes all the same
And when it gets too hot
We search for a shaded spot
When spring comes its muddy and wet
And the coldness of winter we soon forget
The fall gives colors both pretty and bright
But the days get shorter and invades quicker the night
When soft delicate snow comes to blanket the ground

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