A mix of colors in the trees;
Yellows, reds, oranges, and greens.
I feel so alive when I look at these.
Then winter comes; its not fair;
All of these colors just disappear,
But I know they'll come again next year.
In the mean time, I will enjoy this;
For snow gives me a kiss,
In a winter wonderland of endless bliss.
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