In the hush of winter's breath, trees stand stark,
Naked branches reaching for a gray, yawning sky.
Snowflakes, each a whispered secret, embark
On a dance, twirling with a sigh.
Spring whispers in, a delicate tease,
Flowers nuzzle through the thawing earth's embrace.
Life, once paused, begins anew with ease,
Under the sun's warm, welcoming face.
Summer blazes, a bold, unbridled sun,
Days filled with laughter, nights under stars.
In this season of abundance, we run,
Chasing dreams on fields near and far.
Autumn arrives with a painter's touch,
Leaves ablaze in glory, cool air crisp and clear.
Each leaf a reminder, each change a clutch,
Of nature's cycle, year after year.
Seasons cycle, each with its own tale,
A story of renewal, of life, of change.
Under the same stars, the same moon pale,
We find in each, something familiar, something strange.