" Daughter, it is almost time,
the day is drawing near,
where circumstance takes you from me
for six months of the year."
''IT'S TRUE THE NIGHT COMES QUICKER NOW
THAT IN THE DAYS OF JUNE,
BUT I CAN STILL FEEL SUMMER'S HEAT
OH PRAY IT WON'T BE SOON.!"
The goddess of the harvest wept,
this was her only child.
Persephone joined her half the year,
spent the rest as Hades bride.
"THE TURQUOISE SEA IS SALT AND WARM,
THE SKY A LAPIS BLUE.
OH SURELY IT WERE EVER THUS
IF I COULD BIDE WITH YOU."
"The humans know four seasons now,
The grey and threatening storm,
The Months where nature seems to die,
when I am left forlorn."
" So let us cherish every breath
and every song of dawn.
We have at least a month or more
before my dear one's gone."
Aug 18, 2013
Aug 18, 2013 at 7:56 PM UTC
" Daughter, it is almost time,
the day is drawing near,
where circumstance takes you from me
for six months of the year."
''IT'S TRUE THE NIGHT COMES QUICKER NOW
THAT IN THE DAYS OF JUNE,
BUT I CAN STILL FEEL SUMMER'S HEAT
OH PRAY IT WON'T BE SOON.!"
The goddess of the harvest wept,
this was her only child.
Persephone joined her half the year,
spent the rest as Hades bride.
"THE TURQUOISE SEA IS SALT AND WARM,
THE SKY A LAPIS BLUE.
OH SURELY IT WERE EVER THUS
IF I COULD BIDE WITH YOU."
"The humans know four seasons now,
The grey and threatening storm,
The Months where nature seems to die,
when I am left forlorn."
" So let us cherish every breath
and every song of dawn.
We have at least a month or more
before my dear one's gone."
Based on the Greek myth explaining the four seasons. Speaker in all caps is Persephone and the other speaker is Demeter, goddess of the harvest.
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