<p>The Book of Ecclesiastes says that there is a time and a season for everything and a purpose under heaven. You will find that these poems cover spring summer autumn and winter. I feel as though we go through seasons in our lives: spring when things are just starting to bloom; summer when everything is right in our lives and the sun seems to be shining; autumn when our lives start to fall apart like the leaves; and winter when it is dark and everything seems wrong and with no hope.</p>