Below is the poem entitled Seasons Of Life which was written by poet
Carrillo. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Our lives are like the Seasons, we come and we go.
In Spring we are born, then we bloom with beautiful
colors. After that comes Summer. We are all grown.
We are living our dreams, then we have our own
Autumn comes next, our children are all grown and
have children of their own. Our hair once dark, or
bright with color, starts to turn grey. We can now see
Last, but not least comes Old Man Winter. He comes to
settle a score. He brings cold winds, ice and snow. The
trees lose their leaves and a lot of the plants die.
He kills everything.
Like the last Season, we too must die, so a new generation
can come and be born next Spring. The Seasons of life can
be beautiful, when we learn to live them right...
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo