I love the fresh start of spring's embrace,
Flowers blooming, life finds its place.
Not too cold, not too hot—just right,
A season of balance, a pure delight.
And fall, oh fall, with its fiery hues,
Leaves that dance in crisp autumn's muse.
The air turns cool, the world rearranging,
A masterpiece of colors, ever-changing.
Winter whispers with a peaceful sigh,
The moon glows soft in the midnight sky.
A blanket of snow, quiet and still,
Each flake a promise, a gentle thrill.
Seasons shift, a cycle unbroken,
Nature’s poetry, her love outspoken.
In every moment, beauty to see—
The gift of time, eternally free. ♡ · °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ · ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ · ⋆. 𐙚