Seeds of Thought

So much softer than a

dandelion puff floating free,

in the gentle caress

of a warm summer's breeze,

I remember how tender

your love used to be

till your heart grew as hard

as a petrified tree....

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Love often mimes 
nature in so many ways

loneliness like the winter 
shares the gloomiest days,

love like tulips ruby red 
must reach up to embrace,

all the passion of spring 
left sunkissed on their face.

Chorus-

Love changes so much 
like the seasons

first it's Spring
as two grow to be one,

then it's Summer 
sharing kisses on beaches

whispering promises 
of what's to come...

Soon it's Autumn 
multicolored and splendid,

but it bears telltale 
signs of despair,

all we loved slowly dying

even though we kept trying,

then it's lost in a
bitter winds snare

Soon the winter less 
love brings cold shoulders

Hibernation from 
each others hearts,

under blankets of white,

sleeping alone every night,

till the spring comes 
and finds us apart.

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Your love at it's brightest,

like the splendor of fall,

colored all of my dreams

back when we had it all,

but it came tumbling down

leaving me with bare limbs

holding nothing but gray skies

in a place you'd once been.

I'm that last daisy petal

on a bright yellow spot,

plucked free in despair 
knowing, "She loves me not."

I'm the shell of what was

a sweet coupling of two,

washed up on a beach

near an ocean so blue.

Bridge-

As an empty cocoon, 
my heart vacant will lie,

pondering how it once held 
such a sweet butterfly,

I'm a bee in a web that 
will not let me go

to my favorite flower
that I've always loved so.

Chorus-

Love changes so much 
like the seasons,

first it's Spring
as two grow to be one,

then comes Summer 
sharing kisses on beaches,

whispering promises 
of what's to come...

Soon it's Autumn 
multicolored and splendid,

but it bears telltale 
signs of despair,

all we loved slowly dying, 
even though we keep trying,

then it's lost in a 
bitter winds snare

Then the Winter less 
love brings cold shoulders,

Hibernation from 
each others hearts,

beneath blankets of white, 
sleeping alone every night,

till the spring comes 
and finds us apart.