Seasons Aside Now falls the blossom on the snow As through the cherry March winds blow And through my heart the seasons flow. 1989 Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr More Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
I have a homing instinct for the stars 