Ellen Ni Bheachain

All that shines,
Spreads rays of light in direction of others,
Just like the Sun's Rays,
Just like the Star's Rays,
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Woman's mind is a curious to some,
We ponder and think,
To do things our way,
But in today's society it's still the same,
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After all the chills and winter blues,
The staying warm and staying in,
Meetings indoors for outside is cold,
Then comes the spring sunshine,
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Listening to the Summer chimes,
Of Summer sounds of Summertime,
Bringing all that nature is,
That shows and sounds like,
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A Pink rose is for the one,
Where love has blossomed and bloomed,
Where passion and purity,
With love and peace,
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The first signs of spring bring smiles and joy to us all,

Its the beginning of nature and the birth of the new season,
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Live your life happy and free,
Believe in yourself,
And follow your dreams,
Like a Planetary nebula you remained in your shell,
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Winter hills of white with silverfish gleam,
Of Winter season and colours that reflect,
The shades of blues and purples,
From the sun's reflection on natures Winter,
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For all that is written,
For all whom must wander,
In search of places, peopes and family,
Is what can make wander,
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Remains of what was left to be seen,
Yet, noting written, reported to be known or seen,
To be seen that is righteous Law, Order & Justice,
All in all, an act and told that way,
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Left to be alone for a time,
Is like a broken wing on angels that cry,
They sing a song for all our woes,
For all of those that are left alone,
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Whatever the way the Summer days end,
In the type of Summer is how it has been,
Whether a good one or bad one,
The last days of Summer,
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Summertime with all that shines,
The sun, its warmth and long bright nights,
People gather to meet and be,
Together in families and friendships of gatherings,
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Autumn shows the leaves in falling letting us know,
This year is near a closing,
All we have done and all we have not done,
Reflects upon our minds,
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Please do not keep remembering me,
Just the way it was,
For time goes by and so do we,
Each in our own different ways,
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Places that take the wandering soul,
Maybe be far off distances,
Or close range in places,
To recollect what recalls in memories,
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As Autumn leaves and Winter begins,
So does the colour of autumn to chilled winter,
For the golden browns and amber in shades,
Turn to grey clouds and ice chills,
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He moves in places unknown to many,
Searching for 'Soul Keepers',
There are many,
Keeping the souls of people's lives,
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Searching souls for lives that lack,
Places and peoples that just don't match,
For a time and place,
Are memories kept,
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Last week I said I would improve myself,
By Friday I had forgotten I even told myself,
Saturday, I wondered where I would like to go,
And spent the best part of the day thinking about doing so,
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