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The spring came and announced the birth of the flower, The tree that dresses its finery, The transformant by the appearance of colors, While such a model it offers viewers its greenery.
Who will fade or be transformed by the arrival of summer and warmth. So thirsty, it will wait the few drops of water to redevelop, Its branches sucking the moisture, enabling it to withstand the sun. And show valiant facing the sunset.
When the first autumn mists engender the fall of the leaves, He will not complain to separate from coverage. He dare begin to show its real architecture, Discovering its branches, and their bare structures of these leaves.
In the first frosts of winter, our tree will be naked and refrigerated. Finding himself comes to himself, shivering in the icy wind, And his foot, snow will cover the white of his coat so special Which means that one is bundled up, and at the same time vitrified.
Then the man in his garden, Wait to see the way, One that has left its mark, To his little paradise materialized.
As an animal overwintered, It will wait for return of sunny days And where, nature is synonymous with rebirth, As for the woman who expect a birth.
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Posted October 29, 2011
Music "Send In The Clowns (Live)" by Barbra Streisand
THOMAS ANDRE, author, writer, poet,
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MARTINE ANCIAUX, art photographer, and creator of the photo-painting, photo painting, creator of the photo-painting,
Martine ANCIAUX creator of the picture painting. Photo of the new art painting, art photographer,
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The poet André THOMAS wrote this blurb:
Nature has its four seasons
spring
Birth, budding, the time of love, and fulfillment in life,
pollination and sustainability of nature. The singing of birds, noise deaf hornets, frantic races to butterflies and dragonflies all flights to this world turns to procreate.
Summer
Under this heat that stuns us, cicadas are having a heart joy,
fruits and vegetables began the sun to give us their best fruits,
one thing missing water drops.
Autumn
No more beautiful life, clouds have replaced the sun and the trees change their wardrobe
by tinting the colors of autumn.
In winter,
This cold that ice, these flakes falling in a heavy white sky,
and we like trees arching back to withstand this harsh season
© The cycle of nature poem © André Thomas
The spring came and announced the birth of the flower,
The tree that dresses its finery,
The transformant by the appearance of colors,
While such a model it offers viewers its greenery.
Who will fade or be transformed by the arrival of summer and warmth.
So thirsty, it will wait the few drops of water to redevelop,
Its branches sucking the moisture, enabling it to withstand the sun.
And show valiant facing the sunset.
When the first autumn mists engender the fall of the leaves,
He will not complain to separate from coverage.
He dare begin to show its real architecture,
Discovering its branches, and their bare structures of these leaves.
In the first frosts of winter, our tree will be naked and refrigerated.
Finding himself comes to himself, shivering in the icy wind,
And his foot, snow will cover the white of his coat so special
Which means that one is bundled up, and at the same time vitrified.
Then the man in his garden,
Wait to see the way,
One that has left its mark,
To his little paradise materialized.
As an animal overwintered,
It will wait for return of sunny days
And where, nature is synonymous with rebirth,
As for the woman who expect a birth.