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Show me your days, your cloaked in pain
and l'll show you Jewels,
of Winter's Lanes
Show me your days, of long gone friends
and l'll show you Spring,
it's new born,
that mothers tend
Show me your days, of disordered mind
and l'll show you Summer,
it's Skies,
that's warm
and is kind
Show me your days, that you just cannot cope
and 'll show you Autumn,
it Golds,
renewed in its hope.
Copyright © Jackie Elston | Year Posted 2017
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