Let go
The weeping willow becomes bare with no leavesStripped of all, a stump of bark that grieves
The daisies in the meadow, that dance in the grass
winter blows away their petals, this time shall pass
Just as nature we are sometimes blown around
as our life has an up it will sometimes have a down
We must learn to understand, this will help us grow
Times will pass like seasons, we must learn to let go
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