THE SEASONS OF LIFE

Life is divided into four seasons such as nature.

A weaver sits among

the beautiful threads

weaving a glorious

tapestry

brilliant colors 

reflect the seasons

of life

Spring offers many 

hues of green, ever

so soothing When 

hearts are young

happy and carefree

having a promise

for tomorrow 

Still young enough 

to believe dreams 

can come true.

Oh those days of

summer wonderful

red, thinking we

have found our 

hearts delight 

enjoying the heat

of the season

passion abounding

Then Autumn turns

leaves to many 

shades of gold

cascade to the 

ground

leaving painted 

pictures lying 

around

looking at life 

differently

Knowledge now

obtainable 

Finally the 

majestic days

of winter silver 

threads carefully

enter woven

in retrospect

greens, reds, and

gold have created

the wonderful

seasons of life.

Reviews

[Rami]

Ruth:
I love the metaphor of the fallen leaves of Autumn as photos. How true it is that what we see changes. Our perceptions of events, people, circumstances does shift as the light does in Autumn.
Thanks for sharing.

[Heartshaped Rain]

I just love it so when authors and poets weave colors into their writes, and you have done it so beautifully in this poem. I enjoyed the reading of it :)

[Hannah]

This piece is so delicately true and well written. Great read :)

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write . Thank you for sharing...:)