For All Seasons
Un-moveable river's
Grinded in stone
Alway's a season change
The Sun above
Which Shed's our light
The moon above,
That which shines' by night
Alway's a season change
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Wet and cold chills' blow
Rarely in the Sky,
A Star be born,
A relic from time,
Only to become frost
On the window panes'
Of Life
-
Faraway eyes' do see
No Stars' by night
So many clouds' by day
GF
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