It is magical,
When one season changes imperceptibly into another.
You cannot see the moment,
Nor hold it in the palm of your hand.
When soft, shiny new leaves of spring,
Appear on brittle and dry branches.
When the afternoon sun begins to scorch,
But summer mornings are filled with the scent of jasmine.
When leaves turn golden, red and brown,
Before they fall softly to the ground.
When the first snow of the season,
Changes the world into a winter wonderland.
All images courtesy Pixabay.
Written for FOWC with Fandango — magical.
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