The Beauty of Life

We are the seasons and change with cheer

Winter starts us off in the new year

Spring comes next without any tear

Summer is after with air so clear

Fall then appears with falling leaves and running deer 

We come back to winter with cold so sheer 

 

We are the fates three who chart out your lives

Your future is certain if you survive

Your past can't be changed even if you tried

Your present is now but you need to thrive

You're falling behind into the knives

Your life thread cut short unless you're revived

 

I am the tree that changes each day

My branches and leaves with the wind sway

Sometime I can grow right on a brae

Childern will climb on me when they play

Then there are some who just sit, read and stay

While my leaves come back in the month of May 

 

I am the girl that doesn't always change with ease

As I stand in a field feeling the breeze

I wait to feel that certian appease 

I dance and I play running around trees

To calm my mind is such a tease

Then I sit and I listen waiting while in a freeze

To hear God's voice a change in me

 

 

 

 

 

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