Sunny summer days come once every three months

Since there are four seasons in a year

Cool fall days turn the leaves orange and grey

Yet still leave a pleasant sunshine up to warm up our days

Somehow, even the cold still fills our days

Winter blows in and takes all the leaves away

One by one, gone until the next season

Tree by tree...left standing without leaves

With only one intention and reason

To change its once happy eves

Leaving only memories of what was once flourishing and fullfilling

Spring flourishes high with sunny days and blooming flowers

All filled with new days and new showers

Not of the same old "what was..."

Cause of the long gone "was not"

Changes in our seasons

Changes sometimes with reasons

Changes for good

Yet somtimes changes turns out to be bad

Changes that tells us... what we could not have.

Changes.

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