Each Season

by reginadee2014

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Each Season

Regina Puckett

Time cruelly marches on

And never seems to care

That I’m waiting for dawn

And you’re not there

So I slow my pace

Hoping you will

Join life’s race

Maybe drink your fill

From its overflowing cup

So I’ll stand here

And slowly sup

Everything that’s dear

And I’ll wait forever

If I must

Even if that means never

I’ve learned to trust

Everything has a reason

So let time march on

Because each season

Has its own lovely song