There is a time to be happy
The seasons say it all
The fresh air and the new blooms make you smile
The colors catch your eye
The butterflies hold your gaze
Then comes the rains
They make you wistful and wet
They caress your cheeks with drops from faraway
The dark clouds seem to threaten while all they do is their job
To nourish,refresh, rejuvenate!
Winter soon follows dark nd deary chilling you to the bones
Gloomy and moody one becomes
Life continues
Some come in
Some go away
While some remain for awhile and watch the wheels of time turn and turn!
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