Seasons
writer : Michael, 13
Crest after crest; Trough after trough
The years will pass, and people will grow
Those born will face doom
And in death comes rebirth
Much like the seasons
On our own planet Earth
Summer vows her fast renewal
Even as she dies
She eases those who find some hope
By trusting in her lies
Autumn dazzles the hemispheres
As the year’s final beauty
But announcing the arrival of winter
Was this season’s only duty
Winter strikes her frigid glance
Mercilessly certain
That she will succeed in pulling together
Life’s final curtain
Never does the ogress succeed
For life shall forever prevail
The continuous cycle proceeds with
Spring, who enters without fail
The event of this phenomenon
Is as certain as sunrise at dawn
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Fearing of dogs' innoncent-looking teeth, cats' unsympathetic paws ,unpredictable gnars and mews and the haunty smell belonged only to these little devils, I ,for the pat 25 years, had never ever raise a pet . Therefor, it is no wonder my mom was surprises when she saw me sat coldly watching her milking a 2 month puppy . Her love for dogs apparently has not passed down to me .
She will never know that my preference is a dolphine. Since I can barely make ends meet, raising a couple of fish would be an
alternative for a longing heart .
The peddler picked up two littel gold fish and I paid 8 RMB for all :two fish , a fish tank no bigger than a cooking pot , a strainer and a bag of fish food. Holing it in both hands, I , like any kids got their first pet , was a bit proud. I have got a pet and I shall have someone living to look after .
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