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