Seasons Of Life-Meenakshi Manoj

The  Seasons of life
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Life is like seasons
Like the first drop of the rainy season
New born, enters without much reason
Flooding the heart of his mother,
With the rain of tears.

Then the spring of life,
The youth, we start our journey new,
The flowers bloom and the skies blue,
Flies freely like a butterfly,
Tasting the nectar of all.

Its summer soon and he is mature
Fare love and kids, home and career
The summer and winter of life
With the problems of adulthood
And the memories of the spring.

It goes on....
Till the autumn,
The foilage falls, the hair turns grey
Then life falls,
Like the falling leaves of autumn
Which doesn't have the greenish
Young look
And there it ends,
The seasons of life.