Seasons of Sorrow
December 11, 2008 § Leave a comment
There was a time for us to laugh and cry.
How can I get by winter to see July?
There was a time when our garden grew.
How will I plant seeds without us two?
There was a time when the ocean was warm.
How do I swim without security in a storm?
There is a time when the leaves fall:
And a time for your soul to leave it all…
© Sonya Rose