Life in Seasons
We live our lives in seasons, At birth, we enter spring Where everything is fresh and new All things are green. As we enter summer, that is the season of our life Where we learn, we love, and we experience and learn what's wrong and right as the fall approaches and the world around us grows bar we reflect on the lessons of summer and memories of friends, loved ones, acquainted, and good times And as the winter winds start howling and falling starts the snows as death begins approaching we know our seasons have come to close we celebrate the last holidays with our family and closest friends and settle down and patiently wait for the inevitable end and as the years end approaches we believe in goodwill toward men and as we take our final breath, our seasons of life come to an end. As seasons are standard measure Nothing nor man can change or rearrange Mother nature's time So we live our lives in seasons, each in respective line. From the newness of spring to summers on the sun, reflecting in fall and winter's end. All things born into this world must live and they must end.
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