The Symphony of Seasons

In the gentle sway of springtime’s bloom, Whispers emerge from winter’s gloom, Dew-kissed petals and new-born leaves, Nature’s promise, as she conceives. Summer arrives with a golden gleam, Dancing shadows and sunlit dream, Rivers shimmer, fields are green, Life’s full force, vibrant and unseen. Autumn paints with a brush so wide, A tapestry of colors, in pride, Crimson leaves and amber hue, A final bow, before they're through. Then winter's touch, so cool and still, Covers earth with a frosty chill, Bare trees stand, in moonlit nights, Guarding secrets, in the starry lights. Nature’s song, in seasons four, A melody, forevermore, Each change, a stanza, old yet new, A timeless tale, forever true.