by Shamik Banerjee
The child of Summer wears a crown
as bright the compass of the Sun;
whose joyful mood coruscates down
to lighten it on everyone.
The child of Monsoon calmly sits
to watch the landscape mirth in rain;
he inclines to scholarly wits
and mostly does to self-remain.
The Autumn’s child has many friends
who fit on him, heart’s peaked bouquet;
they merge their inns then take their bends
to spaces lost and far away.
The child of Frost, o’errules the world;
his say is first and most his cheer;
his woe be shot and smiles impearled
and obeisant must be each compeer.
The child of Spring is cherub-sweet
whose tendance makes each comer blest;
a Poet’s sprite; a heart most meet
where emotions from all do rest!
© Shamik Banerjee
Shamik Banerjee is a poet and poetry reviewer from the North-Eastern belt of India. He loves taking long strolls and spending time with his family. His deep affection with solitude meddles well with poetry to provide him an ageless harbourage of happiness. He runs a poetry journal called the Rill and Grove. He aims to contribute immensely to the world of poetry.
You can find him on Instagram at @where_tales_end.
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