In the whispering winds of autumn’s call,
Leaves turn gold, then gently fall.
Change sweeps through the forest deep,
As nature’s rhythms softly creep.

Winter’s breath, a crisp embrace,
Snowflakes dance with gentle grace.
Silence blankets the world in white,
A canvas pure, awaiting light.

Spring awakens with a vibrant cheer,
Life returns, and skies grow clear.
Blossoms burst in colors bright,
Renewal sings in morning light.

Summer’s warmth in golden rays,
Lengthening hours of sunny days.
Change continues, ever true,
A cycle endless, old yet new.