The Seasons of Me

 I'm like the sun shining on a quiet Spring day,
Covering the world with a comforting glow,

I'm like dark clouds gathering in Winter's way,
Raining down on rooftops, raging winds blow,

I'm like a breaker crashing in Summer's heat,
Spectacular white foam, racing to the shore,

I'm like Autumn briskness, dancing leaves on a street,
Does it really matter, now I'm aware of my core?

All that I am adds to my colours, my power to fully be,
Does it really matter, my imperfection?
When someone's loving me?

When I am loving me?
Written by SweetPurgatory (SashaR)
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