Seasons

Which one are we in you ask
I’m not exactly sure, but with time it’ll change
Suddenly just as it did almost 10 years ago
Hopefully next time it'll be in our favor
I know things are different now
We have some of our own leaves to shed
It’s only natural.
But as hard as it is it’s out of our hands
Destiny isn’t within our reach
So ill patiently welcome the change
Accepting my own transformation as well as yours
Sooner then later. It’ll be spring again.

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