Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Be For All Seasons

It seems like only yesterday

That I sprang forth in early spring,

Budded and bloomed in youthful way,

Pulled along in time's maturing.

Fruitfully ripening throughout 

The summer of my life as I

Did reach performance peak no doubt.

But then descended into my

Autumn when I knew nature be

Making known today to enter

The time of reflecting for me,

For soon becoming my winter.

Within me I feel some sorrow

That I will be gone tomorrow.