Four Seasons As she sits in her rocking chair feeling hopeless, she is faced by a mirror. She is shocked by what she sees but it can't be helped.Sitting in her aged room, she slowly tilts her head to the left and looks passes her rusting window seal and sees the city park a place that once held strong memories. As she sees young children with their mothers playing under the spring time sun, she wonders where her time had went. Her eyes steadily close as her mind returns itself to the summer of her childhood.It was summer. Slowly, the early morning sun traveled across the sky, radiating its beams onto the faces of a young girl and her mother.
Oh the Simple DaysOh yes it was simple back in the daysWhen large Dinosaurs with their massive fangs Roamed the Earth in gigantic gangs. But then one day, disaster stroke. The Dinosaur Era came to an end, surely that must be a joke?With no more Dinosaurs on the land,A whole new species took command.Small unicellular organisms called Bacteria now ruled the land. They sat in the depths of the oceanMoving in a very slow motion The bacteria also didn't have commotion Oh yes it was simple back in the days.Over time evolution took place Causing some bacteria to grow a face.Others grew wings and flew in the sky Others grew legs and moved
The Burning LandThe sun burns, the land aches When will the sky come awake? The sun kills, the land cracksLeaving behind dusty tracksGreen lavish trees turn brownEven colourful flowers start to frownGrass, shrubs and plants all die outBlame this all on the devastating droughtDays become long, days become sad love songsChildren groan over the heatFarmers mourn over their wheatSuffering in the heat makes everyone feel defeatIts presence is vitalIts absence causes trouble Endless summer nights with no rainScorching the land in vast painWater restrictions are in actionBy saving water we are heading in the right directionSaving
Future of DreamsI can see winter's fearful tearsI can see its darkening sky Its glowing stars and glamorous lights Hiding all its desolate cries A guiding light that's what they sayThat will get rid of all this dismay In the night I try to achieveIn the night I strive to believeHoping for a future full of dreams The thought is daunting Life's river is calling The seconds are passingAnd tomorrow is coming There is no time to waitI must not rely on fateFor I must create a future full of dreams I can see summer's joyous laugh I can see its brightening sky Its warming light and pleasant air
Back to the ShoreThe night turns dark, the thunder clouds roll, the sea turns violent and you are all alone. You are a lone boat in a large sea but don't let the waves come and tip you over. Stay strong, have hope and steer your own boat back to the shore.Go against the waves and the thunderous currents; prove to the world that the small ship can make it back to the shore.You travel far and finally you see a light. The light glimmers brightly in the cold and gloomy night. A sign of hope.It is said that the more violent the waves are, the harder it is to get back to shore.However, it is through these hardships that we become stronger as people.
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