You're the gentle breeze in spring,
The summers sun.
The shining stars in Autumn,
 The winters snow.

You're a smile, a laugh,
A memory in my heart.
You're everywhere around the world,
And here with me.

You're the open flowers in daytime,
The quiet peace at night.
While those on Earth still love you-
You will never have truely left.

The End

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