As the warmth disturbs the spring air,
Summer texts and says "I'll meet you there",
A reply..."Let's drink, dance, and cheer,
Before my charms disappear".

The clock tocks the small hand forward,
Taking Spring by surprise,
"An hour?" Spring says, "come Autumn, you'll see your own demise"

Autumn chimes in..."Can you two keep it down please?...Winter is trying to sleep"
...but Winter sleeps deep.