Title: Nature, Time, And us ----------------------------------------------------- As the seasons pass we ought to remember those we left behind
Come the cold harsh blizzards of winter. They serve as reminder to those who are stuck in place The helpless, the challenged, and even the childish They who could not progress forward and are frozen in the same place for winters upon winters We Ought to reminisce on what potential they had if not for this and that.
Come the spring the gentle wind invites you to visit the dearly departed Lay a flower on their grave, listen to their amateurish recordings, laugh with them about the same old jokes Even if they cant hear it you are ought to make their bones rattle, 6 feet under can get boring at times
Come the summer heat let yourself remember the loves that got away. What have you lost, do you know? Say things were to be different. Would you be sharing your laughter, solitude and pain with them now? Would they lay a flower upon your grave if youd just say the thing you wished to?
As the leaves fall and autumn rises you ought to look within yourself Have you changed? Have you kept your promises? Or are you still cold from last december's winds. The brown leaves should serve to remind you the beauty of life decay and death. So have a gin, take a stroll, live Lest no one come to tell you a funny story come the spring