What do you think is our life like four season?

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   SoundStormposted 13 years ago

   What do you think is our life like four season?

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   pstraubie48posted 13 years ago

   in a sense ...it is ...
   our youth is the spring, the rebirth...discovering, experiencing, becoming...
   
   summer is the time when we come into our own, figuring out who we want to be, what we are all about, what direction our lives will take...
   
   fall is our 'middle years'...when we find our groove...establish our lives...but sometimes unexpected twists and turns occur, as with fall weather...and a return to our summer years may occur...
   
   winter...is the time of our life when we know what we know...
   we are content with our lives ...hopefully...
   we bask in the glory of our other seasons which we have not let go of completely and we return to those seasons when we wish...it is not a time of closing a season of our lives but a time more a more contemplative look at where we came from, what this journey is all about, what we can do to make a difference...it is a time of rebirth as was our 'spring'....

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   patfulposted 13 years ago

   It's not hard to see the similarity between the four seasons and our lives. (Shakespeare's plays and poetry are filled with these metaphors.) Spring is the time of new life. Green is the color; promise of good things to come is everywhere. That's our youth period.
   
   Summer is the time when the corn ripens, when the growth process in nature is well developed. That's our adulthood, although some people do a better job of producing a "summer" than others do.
   
   Fall is the season that lets us know winter is not far behind. Perhaps "middle age" (although the exact ages for that can be debated) is the "fall" of our lives. Some of our tastes and interests change but we're still useful and creative.
   
   Winter is the season when nature "goes to sleep". Trees have lost their foliage. Birds have flown south. Bears hibernate. Snow covers what used to be green grass. Winter has a beauty of its own, just as the senior years of our life. Although death is not far away (from "natural causes" as they say), the most interesting "seniors" are those who keep learning new things right up to their last breath.

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