He loves me, he loves me not
I’m waiting here love, though you seem to have forgot
Plucking the supple petals from a daisy
So delicate, see how they buckle and give so easily
Where are you love? I seem to have forgot
The wilted roses strewn about our path
See how they fall and die so fast
It’s the season of love, the foliage has changed
The trees have grown, love has been forgot
In the dead mulch and tangled weeds I have gotten lost
During the season of love, the world begins to turn
And the forest yearns and it burns
In the wreckage love is forgot
So for restoration and rebirth
I’ll plant the seed and sew the earth
And next season the rain will come
And love will grow and spread around
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