I see the snow whispering
The secrets that it’s held
Watch the cold caress my face
To show that it means well

I see the sun melt ice cream
The treat cries in despair
And a breeze carries its soft sweet scent
The season without care


I see the leaves re-dress
In their formal gowns
From colors of a lovely red
To deep and hopeless brown

I see the flowers all awake
Rising from their beds
The petals fold out colors
And the trees all shake their heads


The sharp contrast of hot and cold
The way the seasons change
It’s just the earth telling us
Sometimes things re-arrange