The Cycle of Change

The world is a canvas, a tapestry of change,

A never-ending cycle that we can't rearrange,

From winter's chill to spring's rebirth,

The seasons of the earth.

Winter's snow, so soft and white,

A wonderland that's full of delight,

The cold that bites, the frost that glistens,

The world so still, a moment of listen.

Spring's arrival, so gentle and kind,

The world awakens, leaving winter behind,

The trees bud, the flowers bloom,

A new beginning, a sense of room.

Summer's heat, the world comes alive,

A season of growth, a time to thrive,

The sun shines bright, the days grow long,

A world so vibrant, a joyful song.

Fall's approach, a hint of change,

The leaves turn colors, so strange,

The air grows crisp, the world transforms,

A cycle of change, a world reborn.

The seasons of the earth, a cycle so grand,

A world that changes, where we stand,

From winter's chill to summer's heat,

The cycle of change, a world to meet.