Seasons of Life

By Kavya Mehulkumar Mehta

The summer calls us

to visit her beautiful garden.

She makes me hate the heat,

but the flowers make it disappear.

When autumn visits,

leaves are shattered

and torn apart.

Autumn is one such cruel season—

even cats are quiet.

When the winter lingers,

leaves find their way back.

She provides comfort

like a mother’s hug.

And by the arrival of the spring,

flowers bloom like never before—

prettier than even summer.

By Kavya Mehulkumar Mehta