Seasons Change

             The flowers are gone

            The leaves have fallen

            And the winds blow.

            As if to warn us

            To let us know

            Of the snow

            That will fall.

            To prepare us

            For the unknown

            Of the dawn.

            The winds blow as if to

            Carry off our sorrows,

            Our hatred,

            Our insecurities.

            And give rebirth

            To our souls

            And reward us with

            Eternal life.