Seasons To Life....

Spring,

Is the season of youth

Ingenuous in its action

Untrained and raw

Young and immature like a newborn

Novel and unorthodox

Summer,

Is the season of enthusiastic heatwaves

With the complete vehemence of sun

With anger and ardour in place

Fury of its dominion

With excitement and agitation

Autumn,

Is the season of leisure

Sedated and undemanding

But not easy to implicate

Eloquent in its unsaid speech

Significant in its belonging

Winter,

Is the season of austere attitude

Benumbed with meaning

Aloof when sustaining

Seems impersonal and unresponsive

But needs a warm extraction