Changing Seasons
The morning sun shines into my window.
I am awake thinking,
thinking about our long lost days.
Those days were so wonderful.
We were like the leaves on the trees,
bright and beautiful.
We were like a rainbow,
the leaves, the dancing flames of fire,
and the sweet, soft scent of a rose.
But soon we left,
drifting far away.
there is no looking back.
Oh, how I long to see the spring again.
When will we be home again,
once again to be bright and beautiful?
For I miss you so very much.
Remembering those days brings tears to my eyes and a smile to my face.
You are the one I care for,
the family I love,
and the one I long to see once more and grow bright and beautiful..!
©Chitra Arun
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