I remembered

How the seasons used to be

So long ago, in another place

Another time, a different world

Existing only in my memory
When winter descends

In between the blankets

Refusing to get out of bed

Laying, as long as I could

Till my parents scolded relentlessly
When Summer’s warmth arrived

Driving around all day long

Air con in cars, far better than home

Humidity itself, is suffocating

Even sweat has sweats 
Autumn is nice and pleasant

Naked trees, here to there

Brown leaves littering the streets

Underneath, hidden meanings

Death and decay all around; unnoticed
In Spring, smells of freshness

New life seen everywhere

Not so cold, not so hot

As an self absorbed person

Unappreciative, beauty of nature
Seasons, seems magical

Contributing such uniqueness

Special, irreplaceable events

Imitations, many attempts made

Doesn’t come close; beauty of nature
Copyright by Tan Nguyen

Saturday 20th of August 2016

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