CHANGING OF THE SEASONS

In springtime, the world awakens anew,

As green shoots burst forth, and flowers bloom in hue.

The air is filled with sweet, perfumed scent,

As nature's beauty is once again bent.

The trees regain their vibrant hue,

As leaves unfurl and birds sing anew.

The breeze carries whispers of the seasons' shift,

As winter's chill begins to relent and lift.

Summer sunshine warms the world with grace,

As blooms burst forth in vibrant space.

The air is filled with laughter and delight,

As warmth and joy fill the world with light.

Autumn's hues of gold and red,

As leaves fall softly, and the trees are fed.

The harvest moon shines bright and clear,

As nature's bounty is reaped and held dear.

Winter's chill descends once more,

As snowflakes dance and the world is poor.

The trees stand bare, their limbs outstretched,

As the season's slumber is etched.

But even in the cold and snow,

Beauty remains, as the world below.

The stars shine bright, and the moon glows,

As the seasons cycle on and on, they go.