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Our Season

In this world of uncertainty I can always count on you to hold our hands
and walk this earth and stop us from feeling blue.

You are the tree that holds the leaves so tender in the wind,
that no thunderstorm, hail or snow will stop us loving you.

Our lives may change like seasons do, but if we hold our hands
in union, we will see that green buds start to shoot up on the
branches and grow anew.

We will face the future and weather the storm,
as long as we have each other and hold hands.
Let’s wait for the sun to rise bringing us new horizons.

Channelled by spirit on February 2016
Through the Cedars President