#WritcoPoemPrompt39
Changing seasons hark new beginnings,
Like the shoots of tender plants on a Spring morning...

Rising with the melody of birds sweet singing,
A hope for life and joy that new day brings.

The sun ebbs and flows through the sky,
A warmth that nourishes and brings about a blissful sigh.

The trees rustle in the summer breeze,
Like a gentle lullaby to help us get our ease.

As autumn draws near its colors so bold,
Like the sculptures of nature, a story to be told.

Cool nights come with winter's snow,
Reminding us of the chill of old.

Life has its cycles, each turn different yet divine,
Mirroring our existence that's precious in time.

© shreyasirhittika