Spring, happiness you bring.
Of it, you bring new life.
The start of better times.
You bring me to life; rebirth.
Summer, you got me well covered.
It shines, hot for the eyes, but I am not taking my eyes off you.
It warms, got my temperature rising, but I am not running away.
Warm embrace of yours would be where I am staying.
Autumn, it is not the point of no return.
You fall, I hold.
Pieces of yours, I pick and stick.
You are not alone.
Of all your sorrow, you have me being with you.
Winter, you wonder.
Sometimes, I saw the absence of hope in you.
Lost faith in me?
No confidence in yourself?
Winter wonderland, you have me walking with you.
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A gift from me to you:
“Four Seasons”
Original by: Antonio Vivaldi
Re-arranged by: Me
