Love The Seasons Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Love the seasons
For many reasons
As an individual and person
As daughters, parents and sons

All witness beautiful change
Sometimes it has come with age
Sometimes with mood
And sometimes with fresh food

You are delighted
Many instances are sighted
You fly in the air
To be looked upon as very fair

It is good lesson
To be understood with reasons
Nature too wants
Even future stock is built by ants

Festivals too bring joy
Each season has reason to enjoy
Rain brings showers
For new and colorful flowers

We are human being
May have to function within circus ring
Some one may be powerful king
Some one might have remained as poor with no links

World is beautiful place
Provided with refuge for all races
Witness change and live at ease
Seasons are meant for us

Spring, autumn and monsoon
One after another to follow soon
With morning and bright sun
To get its zenith power burn the skin in noon