Just Floating
One quarter of the year has passed;
It seems to me it’s flown by fast
And spring is finally here at last,
The winter just a dream.
Those frigid days and piles of snow
Feel like they happened long ago
And, though I know that isn’t so,
Perhaps a bit extreme,
When seasons come, they disappear
More quickly every single year.
Despite that knowledge, I’m still here,
Just floating down the stream.
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