Seasons Of Life

I knew you in the springtime,
when shoots were green
and blossoms a-bloom!  Mornings
Rosy pink and Fresh! No tint of gloom.
Our summers hot, fiery--sultry!
Unlike the autumn, spotted, with
scent of the tomb – now winter,
nearer the final page – stupid youth
my preference not wise old sage!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Andresen Avatar
September 25, 2026 at 7:18 AM
- A lovely description of life, Joe :) - hugs
DiMino Avatar
September 25, 2026 at 7:45 AM
Hi Anne; thank you. Have a wonderful, enchanting writing day! Blessings my friend!
Poet Avatar
September 25, 2026 at 4:50 AM
WOW, a delightful journey through the metaphorical seasons of one's life. The contrast between youthful enthusiasm and mature reflection is well expressed. It's like walking through the changing landscapes of life itself!
DiMino Avatar
September 25, 2026 at 7:35 AM
Hi Sotto; a playful look back in my mind. I think, for most of my peers, would be foolish not to say certain aspects of youth are not sorely missed~ like Youth! Thank you, my friend. Have a great writing day! Blessings.
Sharma  Avatar
September 25, 2026 at 4:47 AM
Gosh this is so moving dear Joseph! The seasons of life you've described in such a flawless manner! Wow! Love the clever wordplay that you've layered throughout, somehow leaves the soul enchanted.. those lines especially stirred my heart where u described autumn and winter ~ "Unlike the autumn, spotted, with scent of the tomb – now winter, nearer the final page – stupid youth" How profound and evocative is that! So touching! You've an immaculate way of expressing yourself ~ jus loved reading this, sending you Light and best wishes always 🍂🌙💫 A FAVE
DiMino Avatar
September 25, 2026 at 7:36 AM
Hi Hiya; a FAV! Young and smart! Love it, my friend. Have a wonderful writing day. Blessings.
Rodrigues Avatar
September 25, 2026 at 4:41 AM
stupid youth my preference not wise old sage…a bit of humor amidst the angst… they say youths waste it…the time of old age comes to those who make it through…
DiMino Avatar
September 25, 2026 at 7:42 AM
I guess...can't wait till I make to wise...:) Thank you, Kim. Have a wonderful, fun writing day!
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