Seasons by Saul Blease
Winter sunrise bathes the mist,
white blanket on fields, that frost has kissed
Raindrops fall in a spring shower
translucent angels, dancing on a flower.
Seasons come and seasons go
Here I stand all alone
Seasons come and seasons go
Forgotten here, heart of stone
Butterfly’s flight on a summer breeze
gossamer touch is all we need
The hairline patterns on an autumn leaf
amber and gold beauty, so brief.
Seasons come and seasons go
Here I stand all alone
Seasons come and seasons go
Forgotten here, heart of stone
On a cold November morn
A moments silence, from those who‘re born
Red flowers laid at my feet
Remembrance of sacrifice complete
Seasons come and seasons go,
For one short moment I'm not alone...
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