The leaves whisper the tale of change,
In colors of ember and flame.
Summer's warmth fades into memory,
As autumn claims its reign with a chill.
Winter's breath soon blankets the earth,
In a silence deep and profound.
The world sleeps under its icy shroud,
Dreaming of spring's gentle sound.
Spring blooms with a hopeful whisper,
Life reborn from winter's sleep.
Green tendrils reach towards the sun,
As the cycle completes, and begins again.