Can you hear how the snow
quietly creates its tracks?
How the summer clover
stands in the cold and freezes?
Can you see the ice
makes your breath visible?
How it looks young and hot
Cools and turns white in the night?
Do you smell how the air
has become cool and clear?
How you miss the scent of flowers
from the warmer times?
Do you see how the gray
clouds your blue sky?
How the show of lights
accompanies the dark clouds?
Do you feel the wind
making you blow and sway
and the big child
no longer sings you to sleep?
Do you feel like the frost< br/>throws hard hailstones?
How the rust of rain
bites into your soul?
Do you see how the storm
whips and determines its territory
>Like the earthworm
swims in the big puddles?
Do you know what it was like
when it got cold?
And then you realize
that you were and are summer?

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