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seasons of thought

Poetry By: nighthawk

missing a lost one...year round

Submitted:Dec 1, 2010    Reads: 36    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Seasons of thought.
It is not just in summer,
That I think of you,
When the sun is smiling ,
In the sky so dreamily blue.
But also In the fall,
As the leaves turn gold and brown,
Always Your favourite season,
When it's here I feel down.
And in the depths of winter,
With the anger of the storm,
I wish you could comfort me,
Hold me and keep me warm.
And with the new life of spring,
I cherish the memory of what we held dear,
And wish the fanfare of its arrival,
would bring you back here.


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