Dear Little Sister,

Seasons

You have to see this relationship as seasons.

This is the one we call winter (the seasons when he wins her)

You haven't realized that he is cold or even that he is bitter...

Before you know it he will make you FALL...

this season is the one that confuses you most of all.

He blows you this way and he blows you that

the color of you changes with every slap.

There is a moment my little sister that you will feel unrest...

This I promise you is best...

Listen to your own heart when it says your in the wrong place

This season is called Spring... when you escape that place.

This season is my favorite because knowledge comes with it

If your wise you will never return to the other seasons.

After all they are over and now it's Summer (Some her)

the season you warm and rise and fully become her...

the her you want be that is hot, and fine...

the her you want to be who is warm at night.

The cold is gone and you no longer fall

you have sprang into step and my sister that's all.

All you need to know so that you don't think time stands still...

to all of us there is a season and you can change them at will.

I love you,

Ecclesiastes 3:1

"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven..."
One day your testimony will move many... trust your heart.