When it is scorching summer I write about winter to cool the show
When it is winter's murmur I will shower warmth in some form I know
When it sounds tolls of autumn I advise silence to enjoy the fall leaves glow
When I hear the tones of ring tunes from spring's bastion I advocate to smell the flowery fragrance as seasons' stow
In every day of any season on earth I scribble poems according to my taste and talent Only to express my commitment to nature in depth I am thus a literary servant all through my life and I feel fortunate!
