Seasons Of Life

I have been reading a lot about the Seasons of life. That in our lives there are times of happiness and times of saddness.


I am going to end this post with a poem that I find intriguing. It is called "The Seasons of Life" by Joseph Anderson.

How like the seasons is our life, 

 We face the sunshine, storms and strife; 

 As seasons come, so they must go, 

 We are enjoined within that flow. 

In spring we start our journey new, 

 When flowers bloom and skies are blue; 

 The trees are budding, birds will sing, 

 With youth in bloom, 

it's always spring. 

 'Tis summer soon, we are mature, 

 Face love and kids, home and career; 

 It's harvest time, success we seek, 

 These sounds of summer leave us weak. 

 Then autumn calls to have it's say, 

 The foliage falls, the hair turns gray; 

 The chill descends and soon the frost, 

 We think, perhaps on things we lost. 

Old winter grips with snow and cold, 

 We watch our destined fate unfold; 

 As now we near our time to go 

And seek life's final afterglow."