Does your season
Press your heart to your hands?
Does she mark you with your thoughts?
How grand it is to witness thee.
In everlasting delight
You give us strength and we agree you dip us
In such clean bath to the light.
To know you is demonstrative of what is with,
The shadow you leave behind.
She is so loving that she never looks back
Her faith lays in your hands.
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