Seasons of Change
1
In springtimes blossom, we cradle our dreams,
Summers warm laughter flows like rushing streams.
Autumn whispers softly, as colors ignite,
Winter cloaks gently, weaving shadows of night.
2
Through the cycles of life, we painfully find,
Each fleeting season leaves memories behind.
Such beauty in change, though the heart may ache,
For time is a river, and all hearts must wake.
Refrain
Upon the shore, the grains slide away,
Each timeless truth, like waves, will sway.
Caught in the tide, we find our way,
The past is a mirror, where dreams boldly play.
Yet as the sun sets, we learn to embrace,
The moments weve lived, each tender trace.
For in every grain, a life intertwined,
The sands of time, eternally defined.