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CHANGING OF SEASONS. Life is much like the four seasons, constantly changing and recycling. Sometimes a worst winter into a refreshing spring, then a blunt summer into a colorful autumn. Life, oftentimes knocks us down like a skid in icy winter road. Yet we spring back, sometimes quickly, slowly but always, surely. Then there are tempting little trysts with the Devil like golden summer bliss. But we run to cool our souls as if seeking the pool of leaves of Fall. From Gene Pagkanlungan’s Poetry June 3, 2014

My changing seasons

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CHANGING OF SEASONS.

Lifeismuchlikethefourseasons,constantlychangingandrecycling.Sometimesaworstwinterintoarefreshingspring,thenablunt

summerintoacolorfulautumn.

Life,oftentimesknocksusdownlikeaskidinicywinterroad.Yetwespringback,sometimesquickly,slowlybutalways,surely.

ThentherearetemptinglittletrystswiththeDevillikegoldensummer

bliss.ButweruntocooloursoulsasifseekingthepoolofleavesofFall.

From Gene Pagkanlungan’s Poetry

June3,2014