Asim Riaz as seasons; a thread~
"You& #39;re my summer, autumn, winter and every spring"~

"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”

"The rain to the wind said,
You push and I& #39;ll pelt.& #39;
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged--though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt"~

"Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower"~

"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? and then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again"~

"It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart"~