The seasons come,
The seasons go,
winter strips its sheet of white
to make way for the green of spring,
Love shines bright with the spring light,
The solemn sounds of winter, now a distant ring,
Spring light brings new meaning to your eyes,
the brown iris shines ever brightly,
with the promise of loves guise,
that whispers to me so sweetly,
More than 12 seasons i have shared,
With the one i would call my dear,
With Every season we bared
there holds a promise of love that is clear,
A promise of seasons to come,
A promise of love unconditional,
A love unchangingly,
tropically unseasonal.
*Dedicated to my Darling Girl*
Thank you for making the seasons bearable.
Love,
Shane
PS: Comments are welcome =)
