I lived in the winter, it seemed endless The ground was snow-clad and the sky always grey Winter should be cold, but I felt nothing. Night devoured the day, and I was trapped. Sunlight pierced the sky, and with it was hope Still, winter was strong, it would not let go The light brought change, icy fear and hope Winter’s time was gone, but what comes after? The rains came, washed away the winter snow Life returned to me with warmth, hope, and glee But nature takes time, and change must be slow Days can feel like winter, even in June. Spring came to me, and with it were flowers Pink, white, and blue, colors I’d never seen And the bees buzzed and the birds sang their songs While butterflies flapped on unsteady wings. Spring becomes summer and that teems with life. I felt so alive, it made me happy Living the life that seemed so far from me Among the birds, bees, and those butterflies. Yet summer is hot; emotions can burn Happiness for one can make others scorn I don’t care at all, will let bridges burn Truth shines brightest, basking in the sunlight Fall is wonderful, the trees are pretty The changes from spring and summer are seen In Autumn, so vibrant and beautiful Free to be real, true as the butterflies. Autumn brings with it ever new changes All the life above looks to the future. The grass grows brown, the animals scatter Nature begins where it ends, then starts again.