Flowers bloom in rainy spring, after a winter cold.
To blanket the world in exquisiteness of red, green and gold.
Bulbs glimmer in every yard, through summer heat and breeze.
Bringing joy and beauty, before the winter freeze.
Birds of many colors, flying through the air.
Busy raising children, like parents everywhere.
Cold winds blow, and winter calls.
Anxiously awaiting buried spring seeds.
If only we accepted, the seasons assuming change.
Accommodating the winter winds to come, so life may continue on.