Seasons

Even as rain falls through the mist,

and the naked trees suffer through pain

Knowing that soon our cold worrld will be kissed,

by an enchanting spring so needed and tame

that our memories of the winter

surely fade and are forgotten.

As flowers bloom and the grass gets greener,

the air gets warm and the light gets stronger

the goldern fields now ripe are gathered

in memory of those forgotten winters

the harvests are stored with grace and love

and meticulously protected when change begins

from hot to cold and from green to gold

our world changing still retains its beauty

a rich and vibrant colour

overshadows the cooling of the air

until the majesty of autumn fades

and another winter appears

the new found knowledge gained

lay to rest the cold winters pain

to reveal a soft and shining world

with a view so white and pure

showing the the wisdom

it is the love felt that goes from dark till dawn

I love you


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