Endless seasons

Shall leave the feast of summer

When brown maple leaves touch the earth

Will send but a mere rejoice

 Then winter is frenzy; a mixture of black and white,

I pass nights with haunted memories

Like a ghost or,

An interlocutor

Stood up silent

 But cold winds substitute my ancient scare

Blowing to a romantic spring

condensed with blooming daffodils or scents of jasmines, and jacaranda and bunches of rose

Yellow, white, purple, red

splendid

 Thy set rainbows in my pale garden

Cheering thousands lonesome doves

And kindest wishes through,

As mine they bear to you

Though there is angst shadowing

With dreams and hopes accompanying,

“Will this be eternal?”

 “Nay, let’s trust the untold time”

For Thy shall bring

Four seasons in me,

Will be everlasting and

celebrating this feeling