Seasons changes,
Making the old give way to the new,
What once was vivid green in color, is now covered with the color white,
What was once steamy hot, is now freezing cold,
The sidewalk you swept with a broom, you now plow it with a shovel,
Then seasons changes again,
And what was ice, now turns into water,
What was a cocoon hiding in a sheltered corner,
Is now a yellow butterfly, soaring in the calm of warm winds,
But just like the hue of blue in God's sky,
The love between us,
Will always feel like new .....
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