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Beneath the amber canopy, where autumn leaves descend,
The breeze hums soft and golden, as gentle branches bend.
The fields wear coats of copper, the skies a mellow hue,
And all the earth lies peaceful, wrapped in dreamy prismatic view.

But wait! Whispers in the woodlands, augur of winter drawing near,
The streams grow slow and silent, the days are crisp and clear.
The trees now bare and shivering, braced for the northern icy chill,
Autumn weaves her fading robe, down the vale and up the hill.

Come winter! She reigns with crystal breath, adorned in silver frost,
Locked in icy slumber, the world is mesmerized and bitten frost.
But there's beauty in her bite, with X'mas stars sharp and bright,
The glaring lustrous moon, outshines the longest of starry nights.

As the snow thaws timid, soft whispers stir an uncanny earth,
Tender shaven heads of buds uncurl, and tranquil signs of birth unwhirl.
The air gets sweet with secret songs, streams anew in lyrical reprise,
This stoic winter though lingering still, paves the way for spring's encore.

And aloha! Spring blossoms bright and gay,
Skies sing choirs, of vibrant dawns and blossom-kissed dusks.
Draped in vibrant hues, the air is filled with laughter cues,
Joy spills out from sprightly souls, life renews her tillowed-faery soles.

And there! The summer sun blazes high, within skies of endless blue,
Fields dressed up in emerald green, the flowers are bright and true.
Warmth that hums in every breeze, rollicks lush in flare and plume,
Golden rays embrace an enchanted earth, joy looms large in **** and bits.