Love is like a season,
When we started together,
It's summer and our love is hot,
It goes on and on,
Until we try to handle the pain,
Like fall.
Leaves in the tree keeps falling,
And our love keeps loosing,
Then it's getting colder and colder,
Like winter.
We need some fire to keep us warm enough,
Our heart is getting colder,
The fire inside is dying,
Maybe our love isn't enough,
Maybe we are not destined,
And then spring.
Others passed the seasons,
But our love didn't,
Our hearts starting to bloom again,
Someday we will meet someone,
And then get tested by the four seasons.
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A Star Gleam In My Heart
PoetryA star gleam in my heart as I became a poet, through writing as the same time expressing my feelings I began to publish more poems. This is a Poetry Collection. "You will witness the improvement of my writing." Book Cover by: Miss Lizzy
