Seasons Of Life

By Jaishree Jaiswal

When flowers bloom, and trees arise,

skies clear blue, and fauna being giddy

You see a start, welcoming to join, 

that’s when you come to life. 

You feel the heat, yet it glorifies, 

scorching grounds, the most in middy

Be a little naughty and full of benign, 

you learn the start, and enjoy the life. 

Then nature falls, the atmosphere beautifies, 

blue-red skies, shedding leaves with giddy

You go down and rise as you soar to begin, 

and you see the success with your kids and wife. 

And then comes the snow, giving to nature, 

covering the ground, bidding its bye

Though it is a sad time as the chapter has ceased, 

and that’s my friend, the end of life.

By Jaishree Jaiswal