Spring is past, and Summer's past,
  Autumn's come, and going;
Weather seems as though at last
  We might get some snowing.
Spring was good, and Summer better,
  But the best of all is waiting,-
Madame Winter-don't forget her.-
    O
         You
             Skating!
             
Spring we welcomed when we met,
  Summer was a blessing;
Autumn points to school, but yet
  Let's be acquiescing.
Spring had many precious pleasures;
  Winter's on a different rating;
She has greater, richer treasures,-
    O
        You
            Skating!
            
Gleam of ice, and glint of steel,
  Jolly, snappy weather;
Glide on ice and joy of zeal,
  All, alone, together.
Fickle Spring!  Who can imprint her?-
  Faithless while she's captivating;
Here's to trusty Madame Winter.-
    O
        You
            Skating!

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Poet: e.e. cummings
Poem: Skating (4)

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