The Seasons Of Life (I Love The Fall) - Poem by Rik Bertrand
They say that our time will come,
That we will see that path we must take,
The colors of our world will change,
And we will be in the Fall of our Life.
So where does it all begin,
Is the fall the beginning the middle or the end?
The seasons tell of our life and our travels
And I as see Fall we are in Part III.
Part I, The spring brings new life, the world blooms.
The sun rises and stays higher in the sky.
Part II The summer is the light of our life, our happiness
It is a time of joy and love, peace and family.
Part III, And Fall, a time to settle, to relax, to retire,
Yet live full and lustrous, dancing in the colors of love.
Fall is the middle ages of life itself, the let me at em stage of life.
The road through Fall is full of great things,
Things that no man or woman would want to miss,
Drive with me, feel the wind and chase the fun.
Part IV, For Winter will come before we know it,
It will bring the cold dark days, the bleak loneliness of life
Life will be near its end and we will wither away.
The seasons of life, if only, if only we could rid ourselves of winter.
REB (APRIL 2012) Based on Photo by Karen Linsley
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