When you feel your faite is out of your control, you can truly be the most creative person by accepting your own destiny.

Spring, and the land lies fresh green beneath the yellow sun,

we walked the land together, you and I

Never knowing what the future days would bring,

Will you often think of me

When flowers burst fourth each year,

When the earth begins to grow again

So say death is so final,

But my love for you can never die

Just as the sun once warned our hearts,

Let this love touch you some night when I am gone

And loneliness comes,

Before the dawn begins to scatter your dreams away.

Summer, and I never knew a bird could sing so sweet and clear

Until they told me I must leave you for a while,

I never knew the sky could be so deep blue

Until I knew I could not grow old with you,

But better to be loved by you

Than to have lived a million summers, and never known your love,

Together let us, you and I remember the day and nights for eternity.

Fall, and the earth begins to die

And leaves turn golden brown upon the trees,

Remember me too, in autumn, for I will walk with you

As of old, along a sidewalk in evening time,

Though I can not hold you by the hand.

Winter, perhaps someday there may be another fire place, another room

With crackling fire and fragrant smoke,

And turning, suddenly, we will be together

I will hear your laughter and touch your face,

And hold you close to me again

But until then if loneliness should seek you out,

Some winter night when snow is falling down

Remember, though death has come to me, love will never go away.

- Orville Kelly