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Seasons
Written by: Apprentice Druid Kuniko of the Shimmering Crystal
Date: Friday, March 28th, 2003
Addressed to: Everyone
"People come, and people go,"
That is what she said, though....so,
There's really nothing left to know.
Outside, the world was white with snow.
Inside, my heart was cold, and sad.
I didn't want to feel this bad.
But no one really knew I had.
Outside, the world was linen-clad.
And so, I went to find another...
I met her friends, I met her brother.
We had fun, we were together.
Outside, the world, abloom with Heather.
"Days, they come, and days, they go..."
I think thats what she said, though, so...
I really didn't want to know...
When Snowflakes from the Autumn grow....
With those words, my heart, she slew,
I didn't want us to be through....
I couldn't find much else to do...
And gently down, the snoflakes flew.
And, so....I met her by the lake.
With clasping arms, and hands that shake.
I thought this must be some mistake....
A summer sun had yet to break....
"Lovers come, and lovers go."
I think that's what I said though, so...
She really didn't want to know...
It was the last I saw the snow.
Penned by my hand on the 7th of Daedalan, in the year 331 AF.
Seasons
Written by: Apprentice Druid Kuniko of the Shimmering Crystal
Date: Friday, March 28th, 2003
Addressed to: Everyone
"People come, and people go,"
That is what she said, though....so,
There's really nothing left to know.
Outside, the world was white with snow.
Inside, my heart was cold, and sad.
I didn't want to feel this bad.
But no one really knew I had.
Outside, the world was linen-clad.
And so, I went to find another...
I met her friends, I met her brother.
We had fun, we were together.
Outside, the world, abloom with Heather.
"Days, they come, and days, they go..."
I think thats what she said, though, so...
I really didn't want to know...
When Snowflakes from the Autumn grow....
With those words, my heart, she slew,
I didn't want us to be through....
I couldn't find much else to do...
And gently down, the snoflakes flew.
And, so....I met her by the lake.
With clasping arms, and hands that shake.
I thought this must be some mistake....
A summer sun had yet to break....
"Lovers come, and lovers go."
I think that's what I said though, so...
She really didn't want to know...
It was the last I saw the snow.
Penned by my hand on the 7th of Daedalan, in the year 331 AF.