Seasons
All is beautiful for its own time;
I give away kisses your lips can no longer plant.
Embracing the passing seasons, I smile,
Knowing your soul's content.
I shed tears at the rains of the past,
Those that came and took you away,
Rejoicing beneath the tree of life
As I journey down our memories' lane.
Rivers won't wash away love,
No waters will ever quench its thirst.
At the end of my venture I pray:
Heaven's gate,
Only once more to hold you close.
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