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Monday, 10 February 2014

seasons

You have a special
place in my heart
whether we are near
or far a part.
As I walk up on a
leaf covered road,
I think of the loved ones
who have passed on before me.
The reality of death disturbs me,
is life like the seasons ?
I look up on the leaves
they in spire me,
but leave my question
unanswered.