Damp overcast, the chill is real
Could a sun shine, if clouds peel
To expose a sky, of clear blue
Lift winter's grey, to summer hues

Spindles of branches, add to feel
Causing shivers, no sun to heal
Wind driven air, whips with cold
Spirits hollow, as rain acts bold

Seasons give physical, seal to life
Moods change, as a slash of a knife
Time must pass, as heat gains power
Returns-engulfs, turns buds to flowers

Within seasons, life can be renewed
Nourishes-builds, nature's given food
Stirs senses, a gift of earth's love
As from the heavens, sun-shines-above
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