Four SeasonsA Poem by cleo
Birds sing a song of melody,
Flowers blossom in colorful harmony.
Arms outstretched reaching for the sky,
While your mind is finding out how and why.
Run, walk, dance, and talk.
Find your own niche, and brave the world unknown.
For the sun, rise and fall day by day,
while the moon lights your night in every way.
Sitting while reminiscing the years that passed,
Thinking about how time flies so fast.
A melancholy feeling at that moment in your life,
As you stare at the leaves slowly falling to the ground;
You gave out nothing but a soft sigh.
Cold, dark and damp is what it is,
Why should it end like this?
But there's nothing to worry or fear;
'cause for every ending is a new beginning.
© 2016 cleo |
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Added on March 30, 2016 Last Updated on March 30, 2016 |

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