Leaders come and go
Some stay on the sidewalk
Sipping coffees or teas
Telling their tales once they had it
Some are just like seasons
In the summer gaining popularity
In the winter they are hiding in chimneys
Listening to the tales of what they did
In good feeling seasons
No need to mount any challenges
Why want to make it bad?
When joy is in the eyes and mind?
Leaders come and go
Nothing will stay permanent
Once it is gone no need to feel sorrow
Be grateful one has a chance to lead
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