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Seasons Change

By Donna Wawrzyniak

 

Seasons change, as so do I…

I’m in a fog without a cloud in sight…

Raindrops fall from the misty sky….

Hearing the laughter from a child near by…

I wipe the tears that fill my eyes

and pray one day for a child of mine…

There is always tomorrow, and the sun will rise…

As the seasons change, so do I…

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