Three pieces for new year 2017

Old year melts slowly.
New year sun smiles and stretches.
Every year, new year.

*****

New year makes me laugh.
Same as the old one. Always.
Same days, same seasons.

*****

Here comes the autumn.
Always following the summer.
Or is it the spring?

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