SEASONS OF MY LIFE

In the seasons of my life tis springtime I recall
When the pregnancy of Winter gives birth to flora all
Colout hue and freshness as only Sol may rise
Seeds faithfully long trusted burst forth in blush surprise

Bulbs beget their flowers in colours hot and cold
While rose buds blossom gently their fragrance sweetly bold
Candied dew upon their petals reflects the morning sun
Which is busy lifting blankets of mist where rivers run

Creation in profusion life's spectrum how it glows
In a sea of waving splendour earth's bounty ebbs and flows
In the Winter of my life past the leaves of crimson red
Lay me neath the flora so my spirit n'er be dead