so you think you can

walk in and out

of my life when you want

how dare you!

so you think you can order the seasons

pulling me in

weaving a tapestry of friendship

bewitching me 

with colours of every season...

but then you tire of the game

so push me out

let me hang by a thread


so the beauty of all seasons

lies forgotten

in some obscure corner

and life stands still

for a moment

so you dare...but I move on

The End

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