Love in the Spring,
When the Heart is green.
The feelings are new,
Urging to be seen.
Love in the Summer,
With a Heart matured.
The feelings familiar,
The mind is nutured.
Love in the Autumn,
The Heart all knowing.
Feelings well remembered,
Basking and glowing.
Love in the Winter,
A Heart full grown.
Feelings felt through,
A life well sewn.
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