Life's Memories Through the Seasons
Winter brings cold and raw effect
making one fear from all obstruction
for my stammer blocks all my words
can't do a thing no matter it's instruction
Spring walks one up all so bright
the airs so fresh in midst of countryside
walking in the air so the reality seems
loved these steps all over far and wide
Summer means holidays hoping for sun
in Scotland, that's a thing often quite rare
but loved Switzerland in 90s sun and snow
so high in mountains grandeur, not a care
Autumn takes leaves from the trees
changing colours so they blossom again
lovely to look at being so amazing
like our lives needing to act as men
Addressing one's life through the seasons
shows all the cycles that's passed through
but still here having overcome them all
by God's grace, the hand turned my screw
(I have written this to show the journey of my human life interpreted into the 4 seasons.)
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