To all the seasons, I am thankful

To all the seasons, I am thankful,
for their beauty, wisdom, hope and joy;
my four noble, trusted companions
without whom my heart would be destroyed.

To the child of spring; the ever hopeful
who smiles with the returning sun;
whose flowers are eyes filled up with dreaming;
nature’s nursery, where hearts skip and run.

To Summertime, the great enchantress
who seduces with silk and perfumes;
who turns young hearts, with dreams of love,
to birds with brightly coloured plumes.

To ancient Autumn’s golden wisdom;
her trees like torches that light my heart,
blazing bravely against the darkness
as the sleeping sun slowly departs.

To winter dressed in angels feathers;
the soul of nature, serene and pure;
the soul that waits to be awakened
as the gentle child of spring once more.