ERIKA MATIC

I just think about things and write them down

Flower in the middle of the stones

Season’s Change

Winter became bearable with you.
You bring the sun to my life,
To our daughter’s life.

No more sadness—
Only warmth, only hope.

Hope that I’ll wake up next to you,
For the rest of our days.
Hope that we’ll grow old together,
Dance together,
Change together.

Because we made our lives our own,
Two souls entwined, hand in hand.

We had our goals, and we shaped them.
We had our dreams, and we chased them.
Together. Always together.

And with you, I love every season’s change,
Because change is life—
And life is ours to create,
With the whole world in front of us.

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