Change of Seasons

The chirping of birds,

Who, at the Mango tree,

Celebrate the

Change of seasons,

Welcoming the days of glory

Bidding the days of grim.

The drumming noise, tapping on

Your windows, epilogues the

Change of seasons, And

Highlights the crow feet on your face,

That once were ironed out,

Filling you in joy to the brim.

The last leaf, dry, falling,

Which once prompted the

Change of seasons, now

Sits atop a stone,

Crowning the idol that

People worship as Him.

©Suyog Ketkar

Image courtesy: The shutterbug within me.