We Are Meant to Be
We are meant to be
Like roses in the spring,
Full and fresh and new,
And budding and blossoming.
We are meant to be
Like stars of the summer,
Bright and clear and high,
And young and full of wonder.
We are meant to be
Like leaves at the autumn,
Ripe and crisp and turning,
And prepared for what’s to come.
We are meant to be
Even after it is fall,
Tombstones in the winter,
Everything, all in all.
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