213/365 Recycled Haiku

The first poem I ever felt at all proud of was the haiku I wrote in grade school. I liked it so much I used it every time a teacher required we write a haiku, possibly through college:

Flowers bloom, then wilt
Snow falls down and melts away
Life begins and ends

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