this is my season
This is my season
I need to reason
And be seasoned
I must multiply
And procreate
For sometimes God blesses you in spring
And curse you in summer.
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October 4th, 2007 at 11:12 am
I can relate to the poem. It’s almost like a wake up call to me. Saying I should hasten to make use of my chances while they’re still available to me, lest I regret never having grabbed them.