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Seasons - The Circle Of Life

Updated on February 9, 2015

Seasons Of Life


Seasons change from year to year

Through winters solace and Christmas cheer

Through spring and summer and fall and then...

The cycle of life starts all over again

The changes they seem so subtle to start

But as time passes by and natures art

Begins to show scars and the tales of times past

It is then we will know that true beauty will last

Thus, it's the same with our father and mother

As each year passes on from one to another

And time does its job, and reflects on each face

All the changes they've seen

Where they've been, every place

But it show's so much more, if only we'll look

Every line, every scar, are like words in a book

They tell stories of travels

Through their journey in life

Every wonderful moment of joy, every strife

But look even closer at every last line

Of the stories they tell of their travel through time

And the beauty that seems to have faded within

You will see that it's there from beginning to end

It is only concealed to those who are blind

Of the beauty created from traveling through time

But to those who are willing to look deep within

They will see that the beauty of youth never ends

It is only transformed with each passing season

Through the winter of life, there's a rhyme and a reason

For just as the trees shed their leaves in the fall

They've not lost their grace or their beauty at all

They are only preparing for a new cycle to start

When then once again they adorn natures art

And the outward beauty that once was so grand

Will again grace their branches, as proudly they stand

We too, as the trees, are being prepared

As through seasons we travel and with others we share

The journeys we've had, and the ones yet to come

Until one day we meet with the Father and Son

And as God reaches out his marvelous hand

Wipes the lines from our face and allows us to stand

And dance in the spring as once we had done

With a smile on His face as He tells us "well done"

The seasons change from year to year

Through winters solace and Christmas cheer

Through spring, and summer,and fall and then...

The cycle of life starts all over again



In honor of...

I wrote the above poem several years ago in honor of the memory of my grandparents and in honor of the life of my parents, whom I am blessed to still have with me. I have not read it in quite some time, but my mothers recent diagnosis of liver cancer reminded me of it and began me thinking of the journeys she has been on and the battles she has fought and won in her life. There have been many. Each time she stepped up to the plate and took the biggest swing she could and won the battle. She raised nine children and won. We all grew up to be well rounded responsible adults -that's not to say there were not some turbulent teenage years. Those of us who have been teenagers and raised teenagers can relate to both sides of that coin. But she did it and she did it well. She has battled diabetes most of her adult life and about five years ago slipped into a diabetic coma. She recovered but it affected her memory to some degree, but she fought back and won. She still tells the stories of her childhood that she loves to tell. Sometimes the details get intertwined, but we know the stories well, and we still love to hear them, no matter how she tells them. She began periodically having mini seizures shortly after recovering from the coma, and for a day or two after each seizure she can not speak or at least when she does it comes out all mixed up. But she fights back each time and wins. She had a mini stroke last year. She fought back and won. She has faced many battles. Bravely and with faith she fights. She is one tough lady. Now she faces perhaps the biggest fight of her life. I don't know what the future holds, but I know who holds the future. If at the end of this battle God decides to take her home, she will have left a legacy that will forever live. I will have learned many of life's lessons from her. I will have learned from her to live and love life. I will have learned from her to fight and never give up. If at the end of this battle God decides to take her home - she will have fought- and won. I love you mom.

Gods Final Call

It has been some time since I have last been on Hubpages. The months after posting the above poem was full of doctors visits with my mother and in spending as much time with her as I possibly could. The days turned to weeks and the weeks to months, and yet they all seem like a blur as they seemed to have flown by so very fast. My mother, true to her nature and character, fought this battle like every other. With determination and faith. However, the cancer finally took its toll on her body, though it could not touch her spirit. On November 10, 2012 her body lost its battle with this horrible disease. Her spirit though, went to be with God. Her legacy will forever live on in the nine children she raised, as well as the twenty seven grandchildren and six great grandchildren whose lives she touched. I miss her everyday and sometimes cry. I know that time will eventually ease those emotions, but I can't imagine that it will ever erase the longing to just see her, hear her or touch her one more time. So I carry on, living life the best I can so that someday I too can hear the words that I know she heard on November 10, 2012 at 2:03 pm. Well done Lois Jean Watts!! I miss you mom, but I am so proud of the life that you lived and the legacy you left behind. I will see you again one day, for you have taught me well.

Another Season

A lot has happened since my last update. Yet another season has come and gone in my life. In June of 2014 my beloved father, the Patriarch of our family, was taken to the hospital with signs of a stroke. It was not a stroke. What it was however, would leave me with a sense of de je vu. I heard once again, that horrible word, cancer. My father was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer that had spread to his brain. After the initial shock, he too, true to his nature, chose to fight. He did, and just like with my mother, I was by his side every step of the way. We spent hours in the car driving to and from doctors appointments and chemotherapy and radiation treatments. We spent hours stopping at our favorite places to eat, until slowly, day by day, he would lose his will, and to some degree, his ability to eat.

He fought with dignity and with pride and after many treatments of chemotherapy and radiation, the tumor on his brain was gone. The tumor in his lung was decreased in size. We had hope. Cancer, however, as it often does, would sneak back up on him and take over his other lung. Sadly, in December of 2014, barely six months after his diagnosis, just like my mother, cancer made its final push and took my father from me and so many others who loved him dearly. I miss him every single day. I cherish the time that I had with him, and the many conversations that we were able to have in those final months as we spent hours together battling this awful disease. He remained cheerful and uplifting to those around him every step of the way. He left me a legacy to be proud of and to work hard to live up to. Just like my mother, I know and am comforted by the knowledge that, although he lost the battle of the flesh of this world, he was victorious in his spirit, and the two of them are reunited to carry on the love story that they spent more than fifty years cultivating here on this earth.

Their season has come and gone, but the story of their lives and the lessons they left behind for all those whose lives they touched along the way, set the stage and prepared the scenes for so many seasons yet to come. Their story lives on through me, as I move from this season to the next. And life goes on... and on... and on.

The Beginning ...


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      Howie Watts 3 years ago

      Thank you LEGold for stopping by and for the compliment and voting up. I do appreciate it :-)

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      Lisa Eva Gold 3 years ago from South Florida

      Very nicely written! I voted awesome on this .

      Blessings

      Lisa

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      Howie Watts 3 years ago

      Thank you VoiceOfCreation :-)

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      TheVoiceOfCreation 3 years ago from I'm Between Realities At The Moment

      that was very inspiring

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      Howie Watts 4 years ago

      Thank you Sparklea, for the condolences and the feedback. My condolences to you as well. It may have been many years for you since your loss, but as I stated, even though the raw emotions may subside in time, I can't imagine the longing ever does.

      I am very much enjoying sharing my passion for writing here on the Hub. I am also enjoying sharing in the talents of so many others on here as well. I am glad you liked the pics. They are from some of my travels here in our beautiful country :-)

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      Sparklea 4 years ago from Upstate New York

      Howie, Voted up and awesome. Yes, your poem DOES remind me of my falling leaf poem...the pictures are phenomenal. My very sincere and genuine condolences on the loss of your mother. I lost my dad at age eleven and though it has been many years, my heart breaks every time I hold the last Christmas gift he gave me 6 months before he died...a white teddy bear. I still have it and will cherish it the rest of my life. It is awful to lose a parent...I so empathize and understand your grief.

      I hope Hub Pages can help you as you write and join with others who share your passion. God bless and thank you for this beautiful hub.

      Sparklea :)

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      Howie Watts 5 years ago

      Thank you snowdrops :-)

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      snowdrops 5 years ago from The Second Star to the Right

      Amazing. What an incredible talent you have!

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      Howie Watts 5 years ago

      Thank you shalini and oceansider for both of your amazing comments. I appreciate it very much.

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      oceansider 5 years ago

      Your poetry, and the dedication to your mother, and the story of your mom, are all so beautiful. I am so sorry that she is ill. As you said it perfectly: we don't know what the future holds, but we know Who holds the future!. This was so beautifully and thoughtfully done & so I vote it way up & beautiful!!

      Helen

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      shalini sharan 5 years ago from Delhi

      i feel so happy to discover such a talent, it was an amazing poem, totally loved it :)

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      Howie Watts 5 years ago

      Thank you midget38. I appreciate the vote up :-)

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      Howie Watts 5 years ago

      Thank you snowdrops :-)

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      snowdrops 5 years ago from The Second Star to the Right

      I am so glad to meet you here Howie. You write your poem from your heart. Very amazing!

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      Michelle Liew 5 years ago from Singapore

      A great discussion on how life is so transient........a great effort, Howie. Voted up!

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      Howie Watts 5 years ago

      Thank you girishpuri :-)

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      Girish puri 5 years ago from NCR , INDIA

      the poem beautifully illustrates the circle of life, the poet is successful in conveying the message, voted up.

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      Howie Watts 5 years ago

      Thanks Debbie. My mom is an amazing strong woman. I do appreciate your prayers. Sorry to hear of your loss as well. The emptiness left behind when we lose someone close never quite goes away, does it? Thanks for the encouragement.

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      Wow..nice to meet you and this amazing poem...your mom sounds amazing...i am praying for her..like you said enjoy her now..i lost my mom last july..coming up on a year...she ws. An amazing woman..God bless you..debbie

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      Howie Watts 5 years ago

      Thanks to you both for your kind and inspiring words. Life is not always going to be easy, and some will face bigger battles than others. Knowing that we all are on the same journey and trying to do our best to hold onto faith and hope is what binds us all together through difficult times. I believe that I was inspired to write this poem all those years ago, for a moment such as this. Hopefully it can be of some comfort and inspiration to someone else along the way as well.

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      Dreamer at heart 5 years ago from Northern California

      This is a fine poem and illustrates the circle of life. We all are on this great spiral journey and are gifted to meet here along the way! I send thanks to all my followers.

      I will share this.

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      Shining Irish Eyes 5 years ago from Upstate, New York

      Howie - Amazing poem you have composed. I am a fan of this style of poetry. I write mine the same way. You are very accomplished in your writing along with your life and the healthy attitude you have. Your faith is to be admired. I am sending my sincerest of prayers to your Mom. She sounds like a brave woman who has lived and stands as a final example to all of us how we shloud conduct ourselves and live.

      I know what its like as I walked this road with my best friend - My Dad.

      Your faith is amazing and it is something you have to learn on. It sounds like you have a strong family base as well.

      Sincerely sending positive thoughts and prayers your way.