Analysis of The Best Season of The Year



Many wonder what the best season of the year is?
Some say the flowers blooming in their bright colors is the best.
But it rains too much in spring.
Some say the colors of the leaves changing all season is the best.
But there are too many fallen leaves to rake in autumn
Some may say the holiday season is the best.
But it gets too cold during winter
In the end, nothing beats summer
The perfect climate all season
The perfect time to go to the beach
The perfect time to watch baseball
The perfect time to try new hobbies
And most importantly, the perfect time for a vacation.


Scheme ABCBDBEEFGHIF
Poetic Form
Metre 1010101101011 110101001110101 1111101 1101010110110101 11111010111010 11101010101 111111010 00110110 00110110 001111101 00111111 001111110 010100001110010
Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 575
Words 115
Sentences 6
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 13
Lines Amount 13
Letters per line (avg) 35
Words per line (avg) 8
Letters per stanza (avg) 458
Words per stanza (avg) 110
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Written on May 12, 2022

Submitted by SZUNIGA on May 21, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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