82. March 23rd
A tree speckled with white and pink,
A tell-tale sign of the inevitable spring.
The small flowers growing on thin branches,
Will soon be fruit, not long now.
The transition from season to season,
A quarterly recognisable event.
Everything changing four times a year,
Nothing stays motionless long.
The changes in climate throughout the year,
Change people's lives in many a way.
Our lives follow the seasons closely,
Do they restrain though or make us free?