There was a time,
When snowflakes came fluttering down,
But now it’s different,
It’s a different season now.

Now, sprinkles of the sky,
Are the ones that come down.
They glitter and sparkle,
As they come pattering onto the rooftops.

It’s spring now,
And the air was warm and comforting.
Flowers welcomed the rain,
And drunk them heartily.

It’ll be very difficult to decide,
To choose the best season,
Of the year.


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