seasons of the heart

Times they change just like the seasons,

as you grow you change your reasons.



For choices made and how you give,

sometimes its really hard to live.



You wonder why the worlds unjust,

the suffering sometimes seems to much.



You feel yourself not knowing why,

and then sometimes you'd  rather cry.



Call out your name and hear no sound,

my feelings all come crashing down.



My soul it burns for freedom lost,

melts away just like the  frost.



The new found day is just a start,

youve found your way inside my heart

Author's Notes/Comments: 

the seasons are always changing...

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