An Ordinary Thought

 As seasons come and go 

Everything else is secondary 

I wonder if 

Life shouldn't be sedentary 

As it scorches and burns 

I must chase and run

As it rains 

Ambitions go down in drain 

As it snows 

The story plot flows 

As I watch you bloom

Why are you here,moon ? 

As I watch seasons come and go.......