Seasons

Brewing morning coffee in the kitchen,
In the window I see
A blossoming cherry tree,
Children laughing and carefree

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Brewing morning coffee in the kitchen,
In the window I see
A garden that is thirsty,
The wind blows dust towards the trees

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Brewing morning coffee in the kitchen,
In the window I see
Fall leaves on a maple tree,
Red and gold in harmony

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Brewing morning coffee in the kitchen,
In the window I see
Bare branches of the oak tree
While a wind blows soundlessly