SEASONS
Seasons come and seasons go
But their events linger in our hearts
For every season brings a moment
Which we often hold dear in our hearts.
It could be autumn or maybe winter
And the cold it brings along
It could spring or maybe summer
And the lives that springs from both.
But whatever the season
Its purpose is served
And as it ends, we move to the next
With high hopes that it would be better.
Yet, life is beautiful, loving and sweet
No matter the season that life presents
For different seasons create the balance
Which keeps our existence here in place.
