As the seasons age us I close my eyes and wish for snowAlas the Irish seasons been foretoldFor Spring will dawn and I will goInto another season Jack Frost cold.And when its here, I wish for nightAs childhood memories flash right byTo see the birds in humble flightI wish for Summer with a sighAnd on I go to months so sweetDawns sweet chorus and sunbeams brightI yearn for Autumn leaves under feetYet now I dream of Winters nightAs Auld Lang Syne rings in New YearAlas! I'm one year older as Spring draws near.
The poem reflects on the passage of time through the changing seasons, illustrating how each season brings both nostalgia and longing for different memories. As Spring arrives, the speaker anticipates the shift to warmer days, evoking images of childhood and the desire for summer’s warmth. Yet, with the transition into autumn, there's a sense of yearning for the vibrant experiences that each season offers, highlighting the bittersweet nature of growing older.
Moreover, the poem captures a universal longing for the simplicity and joy associated with each season. The speaker acknowledges the inevitable progression of time, marked by the arrival of winter and the New Year, which brings both reflection and the reality of aging. This cycle of yearning for past seasons resonates deeply, reminding us of the precious moments that define our lives as we navigate through the years.
