The frost crackled under my feet,
What a change from summer’s heat.
The leaves are falling from the trees,
Drifting slowly on autumn’s breeze.
Winter’s chill will soon be here,
Bringing snow and Christmas cheer.
Next comes spring and the rain,
Washing away the cold, icy pain.
Summer comes back once again,
Like a favorite, lifelong friend.
Round and round the seasons go,
Here in New England they put on a show.
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