Seasons

Commit to the whispers of spring’s gentle breeze,
as winter’s chill fades, and blossoms tease.

Summer’s warmth vows to embrace,
Autumn’s hues promise a golden grace.

Each season pledges, in nature’s grand scheme,
To return with beauty, like a recurring dream.

Commit to the cycle, the endless dance,
Where every ending gives life another chance.
Seasons are forever, and so are lessons they teach.


Weekend Writing Prompt #395

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