Leaves change color,
Soon they fall,
Within months,
There's none at all.
Flowers blossom,
You see morning dew,
But soon enough,
That’s all gone too.
A warm embrace,
From a friend,
At some point,
Comes to an end.
The one thing that lasts,
Is one kind of love.
As long as you have hope,
In something above.
Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 6:33 AM UTC
Leaves change color,
Soon they fall,
Within months,
There's none at all.
Flowers blossom,
You see morning dew,
But soon enough,
That’s all gone too.
A warm embrace,
From a friend,
At some point,
Comes to an end.
The one thing that lasts,
Is one kind of love.
As long as you have hope,
In something above.