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Seasons Of Me

Date Written: September 21, 2017
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As I watch the leaves gently fade to the ground, it alerts my fleeting mind.

This is not my time to fade with them.

 

As winter slowly closes in, I refuse to be left out in the cold. I will beat this.

 

Spring forward, fall back.

The majesty of spring and it's new life, new growth. Transport me there.

 

The cold winter must first be tackled.

If I endure this baron season to see beautiful spring, then I'm sure I'll be reunited with my happiness.

 

As I contemplate further I realise summer is but a distant memory.

A time I long for. 

My favourite time of the year!

Everybody's happy, smiling, holidays…

Take me there. 

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