Life Is Like A Season Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Life is like a season
comes and again goes,
for any given reason
life seed grows.

Times are all falling
one to one gone,
life circles calling
on and on and on.

Life is you and I
dreams coming true,
like the morning sky
both for me and you.

Always something new
for each new rising,
building it up through
is a part of its surprising.

Life is like a day
with its blooms growing,
every hours play
till it's time in going.

Make and build up
dreams of each desire,
never let them stop
if they have life's fire.