The trees
are green,
Blue skies
are seen. Grey winter
has gone away!
The world
looks new and gay.
The meadows
are empty.
And
gathered the sheaves– – But isn't
it lovely,
Kicking up
leaves?
(Spring)
The summer
is over,
The trees
are all bare,
There is
mist in the garden,
And frost
in the air.
(Autumn)
The snow is
falling,
The north
wind is blowing; The ground
is white
All day and
all night.
(Winter)
What is it
that never was, never will be and yet is?
(Today)
What is
that which everybody has seen, but can never see again?
(Yesterday)
If
yesterday two weeks ago was Saturday, what day will be tomorrow?
(Monday)
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