Haiku number five..six..seven..eight..nine..

the cycle of life

spring, summer, fall, then winter

the changing seasons

spring new beginning

waking up from winters sleep

warmer, greener, fresh

summer time to grow

reaching upward to the sun

from infant to teen

fall is the harvest

all is ripe for the picking

as teen turns  adult

winter is the end

all that is give in to sleep

good night it’s the end

I  think I have satisfied my haiku craving. it was kind of fun as well as a challenge.  Putting thought into as few words as possible.nick