Seasons of Nature

The world is painted with a brush,

Of colors that change with a hush.

From green to gold, from red to brown,

The leaves fall softly to the ground.

The sun sets earlier, rises late,

The air grows crisp, the wind abates.

The world is peaceful, calm, and still,

As autumn comes with its gentle chill.

The snowflakes fall, the world turns white,

A blanket of snow, a wondrous sight.

The trees stand bare, the ground is cold,

As winter comes with its icy hold.

The sun shines bright, the flowers bloom,

The world awakens from its winter gloom.

The air is warm, the sky is blue,

As spring arrives with its vibrant hue.

The days grow long, the sun beats down,

The world is alive, with joy and sound.

The trees are full, the grass is green,

As summer comes with its sunny sheen.

The seasons change, the world transforms,

Nature's beauty forever warms.

In every season, there's something new,

To cherish, to love, and to pursue.