Season
My name is season.
Come rain, sunshine, I will always be there for you.
Come spring, summer, autumn or winter, I will always be present.
I will always provide you with warmth from my bonfire of happiness, provide you strength with my pillars of motivation engraved with your name on them.
Just like a mattress, I will cushion you with joy and a fountain of never ending laughter for you’re my source of joy that streams down my heart.
Copyright © Elias Mwangi | Year Posted 2023
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