For everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones
together;
A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from
embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to
lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw
away;
A time to tear, and a time to
sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to
speak;
A time to love, and a time to
hate,
A time for war, and a time for
peace.
Par Siham (Stacye)
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Publié dans : Love Poems
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