Tick-Tock Winters Coming

Tick-tock winter's coming Thrust from the sanctuary of the blessed womb spring is sprung on a new destiny not without charm from cradle to crawl, to walking and talking and nurtured by the soul that bore education, kindred spirits to find and affection in gay abundance tick-tock winters coming The time for fun and to enjoy the harvest of spring summer has come to rejoice and select life in all that has gone maybe perhaps you will new destiny's create and nurture or just be content to enjoy the halcyon days and clear horizons that present tick-tock winters coming The time to reflect with darkening sky's what has been, and yet to show autumn full of the burden of misspent or just summer follies a chance to look on with wonder at destiny's created or woe's for those destroyed the abundance that spring gave summer all but gone to pastures new tick-tock winters coming The stormy turbulence and darkness that must come winter is a callous foe that no quarter yields to its destiny for no-one single destiny has any idea how long its spring, summer, autumn will endure this wicked foe gives occasional hope with remittance to summers past and then just as quick reminds you where to go by stripping dignity again some winters are short yet others proceed within its wicked clasp until your hopes, dreams, and fears are passed on to some other hopeful destiny to cling tick-tock tick-tock tick MB 2013