Seasons change like so many shades of heart.
The Wind will be your Laughter.
Fleet and free
The Sun your Love.
Loud and strong.
The Storm your Wrath.
Harsh and quick.
Your Solitude is in the Winter Snow.
Silent and steady.
And Spring is the glow of a new beginnings and Hope.
Vibrant and true.
And as the Rain falls your world is covered in a blanket of Sorrow.
Quiet and heart-breaking.
These are the Seasons of the Heart.
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Fantastic! You have a way with language.
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Thanks Vindicator! I actually argued with myself for an hour before I managed to straighten out the rough draft of this into something I could be proud of.
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Thank you CS. I'm happy that you like it.
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Well done. ^ ^
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