Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

The Season Greeting


I know the spring is coming
Not from the warmth I feel
But from the green that lives again
I know great people
Not because I admire that person
But because change is happened
In the people around

I know the summer will always be waited
Not from the memorable holiday
But from the time that quickly passes by
I know the precious life
Not because I have great faith
But because every breath I take
Is a gift

I know the autumn is a moment to think
Not from the enchanted falling leaves
But from the cold wind that following
I know the true strength
Not because the victory I gain
But because the painful sorrow
I learn to face on

I know the winter is not miserable
Not from the intricate shape of snow
But from the laugh of children playing
I know the beautiful world
Not because I’ve got what I want
But because there’s still many good people
Who offer warmth and kindness

Submitted: Sunday, January 02, 2011

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