The rustling of the trees brought a smile on her serene face, The waves of the sea added freshness to her life, The chirping of the birds reminded her of her joyous childhood days, Winter evenings reunited her with the lost memories of a loved one, The pecking of the woodpecker made her sway in joy from one place to another, She felt a heavenly touch when the wind brushed against her cheeks, She welcomed the thunder and lightening with absolute mirth, Looking at the Golden pond would give her eyes immense pleasure. Everything in her was different and special, Nothing in the world could bring her sadness, Instead, it brought her a bag full of happiness, Even nature couldn't contain it's joy seeing her merriment. Who was this unnatural soul? Who was this beauty that breathed life into all? She was the unmatched warrior, The one whom sorrow could never touch, She was the one who could only spread delight. She was non-other than Season, a Victim of happiness.
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