Four Seasons
Spring will
come bringing your
soul to
blossom, ripening my
heart
open to your touch
Seeds of
lust and wonder will
sprout turning our
lives fertile
again in colorful
patches of bliss
Strong guts will
shake our
produce helping harvest our
crops and feast without
regretting inevitable
imperfections and mistakes
Again the snow will
hide our
successes, again we will
not
succumb to dispair.
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