No wander
Simply because there are
Four pretty seasons that
Come to make our whole life
Different and even wonderful,
Fall comes just beautifully
To pave the road to another
Season sooner or later anytime,
Winter comes to bring rains
And even snows anywhere,
Spring comes with its pretty
Flowers and roses wonderfully, and
Finally summer completes
The pretty course of all seasons
With its pretty and ripe fruits.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Four pretty seasons of the world make life beautiful and wonderful. This poem is brilliantly penned.