The trees whisper in winter's crisp breath,
Bearing tales of the sun, now a memory.
Frost paints the world in silence,
A blank canvas for dreams.
Spring's murmurs awaken the slumbering buds,
Urging them to dance in the newfound light.
Life's melody resumes, a symphony of renewal,
Crafting a tapestry of blooms.
Summer's laughter rings through the air,
A vibrant echo of warmth and endless days.
Sun-kissed moments, fleeting yet eternal,
Captured in the hues of joy.
Autumn's sigh carries the weight of change,
A cascade of gold and crimson leaves.
The earth prepares to rest, yet glows with fire,
A final stand against the coming chill.