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The seasons of my childhood

The seasons of my childhood

All snuggled up
On the pavilion in the park
Hiding from my Dad
Sometimes until dark
Hiding from a monster
In all kinds of weather
But we didn't care
As long as we were together
With sit day after day
and watch the Seasons pass
April showers where's the best
Cos they were short and didn't last
The sun would shine
the rain would fall
Then we'd see a rainbow
this was the most beautiful sight of all
My mum would tell us
this was Gods way
Of cheering us up
On a miserable day
The spring was soon here
New life everywhere
This is gods way
Of reminding you he's there
Then the sun in summer
and a picnic we'd take
We'd play and pick flowers
Daisy chains we would make
Then the Breeze of autumn
And the leaves started to fall
Rolling in them
Was the best fun of all
Then came the snow
Laughter and fun at first
But when the cold set in
Then this was the worst
So this was our life
It wasn't so bad
We'd got our mum there
And we avoided our dad
As children you don't know
You accept this is how it is
You just get on with life
When you're just a kid
And now she's not here
I would give anything
To sit with my mum
In that Pavilion again
To see that beautiful smile
To just hear her voice
To listen to her stories
I'd give anything for that choice
We'd sit on the swings
Or speed down the side
Sit picking flowers
Or she count to 10 while we'd hide
It's funny how time
Changes how we remember
The seasons from the past
From January to December
And it's funny how we look back
And now realise how lucky we were
To have the best mum around
The best in the world

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