The Pearls of Catharsis Times Issue 01, Oct 2016 | Page 6
To End is to Begin
Sweet and cute like anything Tender and soft like nothing, The fire inside counters outer
Droplets of rain adds freshness; Leaves on tree grow up again Giving it family to live with, The bond grows as day passed And emotions too grow strong.
Cometh the season of spring
Cometh the season of love, As the flowers bloom to full And the seeds fly far away; Autumn marks the end End of every single leaf, And the tree waits again