SEASON OF THE MIST
There is a time when love dont grow
between winter and falls timely season
A time that brings the misty clouds
it has no use for reason
Upon a swing of fantasy
A princess sits and cry's
Her prince is lost within the mist
and so she weeps and sighs
A season she must wait to know
beneath the solace of the tree
She gave her heart to only him
as her tears fall willfully
Her knight in shining armor
is he a dream or fantasy
Does his love really exist
are they truly meant to be
Now the season has revealed
as the sands of time subside
Upon a swing of shattered dreams
this season her loves denied
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