|
Jim Warren Studios
http://www.jimwarren.com
Seasons
|
My heart began to melt with the approach of spring... Each day that passed, it grew fonder... I looked forward to what a new day would bring... And felt no need to play or wander. Summer came and brought love anew... From friendship to forever or so I thought... We were made for each other, everyone knew... And I thanked my Angel for what she brought. Fall turns cool and the leaves turn red... Love grows dim, it was not to be... I began to tear and lower my head... I think love is not for one as me. WishesMade, copyright 11/12/99
FastCounter by bCentral |
