Shes Still the Same
Shes still the same,
Though her garments,
Change,
Like the seasons,
Her Beauty is still nice,
Kind with its nostalgia,
Though the streets,
Are empty,
And the trees,
Are shedding its leaves,
Her love still dances,
From moon to star,
Though the gardens,
Are chill with stillness
Reynaldo Casison
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