Fear Not the Seasons

When light is darkest and warmth is cold
When smiles hurt and we feel old
In the silence blooms the lily
opens softly shedding light
leaving shadows drunk and silly
bringing sunshine to the night.

When purple hallows all that's pale
dark green shadows love gone stale
In the sadness seeds of hope
lying dormant, wait for spring
make your demons wash with soap
soon they'll all come clean.

Samantha Jayne Frost

4/8/09
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