As the thoughts of an approaching
Summer crosses my mind
Winter left a chill down my spine and
Autumn did not make
Me fall.
As the seasons come and go,
As the seasons change;
For my love will not.
As the rains pelts down,
As the lightening cracks
And the thunder roars.
Just remember
As the seasons come and go,
As the seasons change;
For my love will not.
As the spring brings it ways
It could put me in a warm daze;
But it does not and cannot last
Any longer then the love which
We hold.
As the seasons come and go,
As the seasons change;
For my love will not.
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John Preston
I am an Australian Poet/ Writer who has been writing for 19 years and have self-published 7 books to date. In write about realities we may or have faced after living a difficult life myself. It's my hope People will be inspired by my work.
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