Challenge
Aphids on the Underside
(: free write using this line or its reflection, no need to tag me, I will respond and thank you for your creativity in advance :)
Shelter through the seasons
Drowning rains of spring,
Lead to the summers heats sting.
Autumn dry and dying in its golden glow.
As winters biting winds blow,
And gardens cease to grow,
Still the leaves hide
The aphids on the underside
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