Seasonal Insects

Ask not what is around Lay hand on whatever is found That is what you can have Nature shows the way to behave “The beauty shall never stay forever” They youth shall disappear The old age may approach soon So try to be hard worker under sun No questions and no answers As life may not allow any offer “Avail or forget” shall stand as fact You need not think but act We are like seasonal insects We have emerged for short while in fact The life is unsure and death is certain Let us understand the reality and maintain If you are not to weep later Try to be honest with gesture Have it or leave it for sure Here lies your aim and future