Lee McVicar Poems
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The seasons argued late one night,
On who would be the best,
They fought for hours just to be,
The one above the rest.
Spring and Autumn said they were,
But Summer shot them down,
He told them all that Summer was
The hottest thing around.
Winter sat back quietly and
Slowly shook her head,
She let them finish equally, and
On her turn she said,
“Which of you can claim to be
A season all your own?
There are qualities within you each
You pass around on loan.”
“For I have stars of diamonds
Taken from the cold night sky,...