Live Through The Winter
We have to endure dark and frosty winters,
If we wish to experience spring,
And the woods have to be cold and silent,
Before the skylark can take to its wing.
Plants have to be buried in darkness,
Before they can bud and then bloom,
And the sweetest, warmest sunshine
Comes after each storm and gloom.
Created by Anon.
Edited by Aquarius
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Our world is bound in darkness, until we shine the light;
You, with your own vision – and I, with my insight.
Author of ‘The Random Jottings of a Stargazer’
And the Astro Files
Last edited by Aquarius : May 1st, 2018 at 08:35.