Seasons

Life is a series of events, changing seasons. I must search, look for the reasons. Worried about triumphs and trophies. Forgetting I'm not measured by victories; But by my growth, how I've evolved. How I survive problems not solved. I'll make mistakes, I'll learn lessons. Experience loss, overcome transgressions. I must remember that old cliche'. No destination, but a journey every day. Good times and hard times, it's all the same. Time waits for no man, no one's to blame. Always remembering, this too shall pass. Be careful while searching for greener grass. Moments are fleeting, right before my eyes; But when I'm struggling the devil lies. Contradiction, I think myself clever. Out with the bad and the good will last forever. With one breath I wish for a feeling to last. With the next, defeated, wishing another to pass
Yes, I admit I've been there. The moral of the story, what I wish to share. Is to bask in the sunlight when it shines. Cherish the warmth, thank the divines. Accept the challenges for what they're worth. A small fraction of my purpose on earth. Flowers will bloom, leaves will fall, and tides will change. People will come, people will go, and lives will rearrange. Hindsight is 20/20, I've had to be shown. What I would have missed had I not grown. If I'd given up, threw in the towel, called it quits. During the times of life that gave nothing but kicks. Looking back, it all becomes crystal clear. Those lessons I learnt; I hold so dear. What a shame it would be, seriously, a tragedy. I could have missed out on a life woven, a tapestry. If I'd not been reminded things only last for a season. If I hadn't searched, looked for the reasons.

12/7/2020
Seasons
Sponser-Edward Ibeh
Advice To The Youth

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