Spring is the time of new life
Death, but a lost memory
Life, is once again, renewed
The light of hope shines brightly

Summer is the time of youth
Blazing along with the sun
The memories made with friends
Will burn longer than summer

Fall is the peak of your prime
Body at maturity
The mind is filled with wisdom
But the end, is very close

Winter is when death comes down
Slowly, and gently, wrapping
The earth in its cold embrace
Putting everything to sleep