The Seasons

April 14, 2012
By addictivereader BRONZE, Lagos, Other
addictivereader BRONZE, Lagos, Other
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Blossom dear flower,
A promising life awaits;
(True) Freedom comes in spring.

The mature sun shines-
For all to see; lessons gained
At innocent’s expense.

Autumn leaves blows ag’st
Aged snow; as I grew older
Another tune plays.

Snow lands on my (pale) face
I‘ll endure a few miles; Soon
I’ll rest with angels

Live your (own) life my friends
The more we live, the more we learn
Time waits for no one.



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on Apr. 17 2012 at 4:43 pm
beautifulspirit PLATINUM, Alpharetta, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
--Eleanor Roosevelt

Yeah I got that, which is why I felt that your last few lines left an impression.

on Apr. 17 2012 at 4:42 pm
addictivereader BRONZE, Lagos, Other
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thanks for commenting

 


on Apr. 17 2012 at 4:41 pm
addictivereader BRONZE, Lagos, Other
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Thank you.

I wanted to depict the journey of life using the four seasons.

 


on Apr. 17 2012 at 4:08 pm
somerandomperson GOLD, Millstadt, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
To love is to destroy to be loved is to be destroyed~jace wayland
forever alone

ike your last stanza it has the most impact qand stands out the most to me

on Apr. 17 2012 at 4:00 pm
beautifulspirit PLATINUM, Alpharetta, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
--Eleanor Roosevelt

I felt like your last stanza impacts the reader the most. Though I did like your description of the sun: "mature sun." 




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