Tilt of a planet brings the spring,
buds and flowers burgeoning.
Summer and sunlight feels so strong,
mornings bright and evenings long.
Enter the autumn’s yellow flakes,
rust and bonfires, leaves and rakes.
Into the winter on we go
with no escape from wind and snow.
And what is season number 5?
Nothing. Nowhere. Not alive
until the spring again arrives
by resurrecting other lives.
