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.