PASSING
SEASONS OF FRIENDSHIP Our friendship is like the seasons. It started as a bud and soon, with love for nourishment, blossomed. Then in the passion of summer it grew and matured. We began to change like the trees in autumn and journey our separate ways. We experienced times when everything faded; our relationship crumbling like dry leaves. Suddenly everything swept away. There was an overlying pretense, like a blanket of snow inviting us and then stinging us with coldness. Yet slowly we rise from dormancy and seek out new beginnings. 1991
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Dolores
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