Ah, the changing of the seasons.
The turning of the globe,
the shifting of the sun in the sky.
The never-ending circle and cycle.
Ever changing,
ever growing,
ever dying.
We anticipate,
we embrace
and we grieve your rhythms.
You reflect the churning within us all.
Your chapters of darkness.
Your chapters of light,
of shedding and letting go,
and of replanting and rebirth.
We are glad to sit beside you
and be witness to your story,
for your colour and music
to accompany our journeys.
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What a beautiful poem, Hannah! Thank you for sharing it with us!
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Thank you Anthea!
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