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Seasons will come and seasons will go

like the days of our lives,this were told.



In the spring we are born all fresh and new

then in summer we blossom and grow,like the

big cedars from days of old.



Then in the fall we fade away only to come

back another day,then we lay a rest under

a blanket of snow.



Then in the spring we are born again to live

our lives without end and like the summer we

prosper and grow and the fall and winter will

be no more...