Seasons

The seasons change,

Time passes never to turn back.

Have I changed?

Looking for the strength to move ahead.

 

I find myself alone.

I never expected this to come.

Looked for something

Unsure of what is to come.

 

Assured myself that it will be better

I had doubts that made Thomas a believer.

I held on to nothingness.

For all that I held on to have become distant.

 

The seasons change,

Thus far I have walked.

Why does my heart falter?

Brighter days are ahead.

I assured myself...

Once the winter has gone by,

Spring shall come again.

When will spring come, I wonder.