Life is all seasons combined.
Feeling the cold of winter,
not always bitter.
Living as birds in spring,
flying high with a never ending twitter.
Seething heat in summer,
leaving behind trails of ash and glitter.
Soothing wind in autumn,
bidding farewell to everything deficient
welcoming change and fighting torment,
Life will never be a quitter.
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White Lies • a decade's diary
PoetryAbout the girl I used to be, am currently and will be in the future. • » Look in the mirror and you'll see me clearer « • white lie noun plural noun: white lies a harmless or trivial lie, especially one told to avoid hurting someone's feelings.
