Spring


You say I remind you of sunlight
Of the first morning in Spring
With light too golden and gentle
To stir the fire within

You see, it was my choice
To never burn through your skin
But to illuminate your path
So you could walk from within.

Soon enough, autumn will come
And you will be wishing for Spring
By that time for myself, I will be gone -
But even the sun dreams, my dear

With our without you
I will follow my seasons
And dance through
The tempest of change

If you - on your own
Find the courage to walk
The way we once began -
Only then I can stay
And there will be summer forever.

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