There are no set dates for the summer
Or for autumn, or winter, or spring,
We know they've arrived as we feel them,
It's part of the joy of the thing.
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Great rhythm and rhyming here and I enjoyed the read plus the sentiment :)
I enjoyed your descriptions of the changing between seasons. Subtle and familiar. Has a nice feeling to it. :)
Hi John a lovely poem cleverly written its true the seasons set their own clock
Wonderfully-seasonal poem.