vrijdag 18 januari 2013

Seasons

Winter tears falling like Autumn leaves
White matching the gray air I breathe
Breathing a colour that my heart slowly fades into.
Every season has its own tears.

You came with Summer, brought the Sun
Spread rays of yellow, took away the hurt
I welcomed the change, followed a trace
Leading over the sand, into your warm embrace.

There we stood, holding, even when the clouds came
Predicting darker times, Autumn rains
Hope never died even when the wind tore our worlds apart
I still know that you will be found by my loving heart.

Spring will come.

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