Seasons

 


I wonder how you hold a hand over your gaping wound and forgive so tenderly,

So softly like the eyes that meet the arrival of spring.

For once I want you to enjoy spring to the fullest before you welcome summer.

I wish you'd finally find it in yourself to let it out and heal your wounds

So that we could watch winter in the warmth of each other.


We all kept our worries a secret and didn't realise how they were the same.

A little love and tenderness could have soothed our pain but we were so oblivious.

And I watched you lower your shoulders with the heaviness of the burdens on your heart.

I wonder if one day you'll wake up frightened realising how effortlessly it had held you down

When your tender reassurances could have lifted them.


I wonder if you'll listen to me when

I ask you to let people go, forgive them for yourself,

let yourself be loved the way you ought to be,

And to give life a chance.

I promise I'll come back to you when I have enough love to give to you and

I will stay with you through the seasons 

And watch you grow with tenderness.


I will always love you as tenderly as you touch lives,

How you wait with other people through their seasons

And tell them it's only a matter of time.

I want the same for you.




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