From tender shoots in springtime’s grace,
We rise and reach toward skies so vast,
Each day a step, each breath a trace,
Of moments fleeting, never to last.

In summer’s sun, we bloom and thrive,
Our colors bold, our spirits high,
With every dawn, we feel alive,
Embracing warmth beneath the sky.

As autumn whispers change is near,
We shed the old, embrace the new,
With courage strong and hearts sincere,
We face the winds that bid adieu.

Winter’s chill, though harsh it seems,
Brings rest and peace, a time to mend,
For in its quiet, we find dreams,
And strength to rise and grow again.