Seasons Of Love Poem by jasmine dugas

Before I met you, my life was silent
It didn't have a beat; but the second I met you
I felt something warm called HEAT
They say love for sale but when we touched I knew my heart was sold
No matter how mad I got at you, my love could never be COLD
When life gets rough
When life gets tough
When you feel like you gone FALL
I want to be the first one you call
The person to help you stand tall
Then came SPRING
Sadly to say I was sprung
I had those three words sitting at the tip of my tongue
I should of stopped by St.Patrick and asked for a four leaf clover
Cause when you walked away, I knew my seasons of love was over