terça-feira, 12 de maio de 2009

Seasons of me

Like the Winter sun
whose warmth is shy
I feel cold.
Like the Summer heat
so high
I feel bold.

Like the weather
around the year
I change.
Like a flower
blooming late
I grow.

Like Spring showers
on the land
I sometimes cry.
Like Autumn leaves
through the ground
I go round.

Like the weather
around the year
I change.
Like a flower
blooming late
I grow.

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