Winter is here, but withered leaves still hang onto the tree limbs. Even the first snow has fallen. Why? Why do you linger? Time does not stop and pity your holding on. A few more frosty nights and a strong breeze... your strength will be depleted and your grip loosens. Time, it is just a matter of time before the last leaf is fallen. And winter will declare its final victory.
I wish winter will be over soon, though it has just begun.
Perhaps, hope lies in the coming of Spring. New leaves will grow once again and flowers will bloom once again. But memory from the past year has not lost. It has permanently marked it presence in the form of tree rings. Tree rings are hidden but forever recording the passage of time.
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this observed scene may (is) due to global warming. but as you SEE the 4 seasons through your heart, the nature is forever in your heart.
hope we can doing something about global warming within our life time.
I need a deep freeze to learn how to let go.
A past is a past; done, finished, period, end of story, end of a chapter.
However, it's not the end of the world. Life still goes on and you still need to define your next chapter.
I know it's tough, but let's accept it and move on. The more you drag on with the past, the deeper it hurts.
you are right.
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