Time

I do not know what time may bring
Will it be winter or be it spring

But all I know it will bring
A reason to cry and a reason to sing

But ones who sing should wipe the tears
of the ones who cry and hold them dear

For life comes in many shades
some are bright and some do fade

But a master knows how to blend it all
And make a masterpiece for his wall

A window to the life gone by
Filled with a smile and a cry

Forget it not for it may be
a window to the future, unforseen

A future where the bright lights fade
And the faded ones are filled with jade

You do now know what time might bring
A long winter or a short short spring