Essay poem homework
"The Language of Seasons"
Spring speaks in blossoms, soft and shy,
In dewdrop prayers and blushing sky.
It hums in brooks that learn to sing,
And writes in petals everything.
Summer shouts with open hands,
It spills its light across the land.
A thunder laugh, a meadow’s glow,
The world expands, then moves slow.
Autumn murmurs low and wise,
In amber leaves and smoky skies.
It teaches trees to let things fall,
And find the strength in growing small.
Winter whispers, cold but kind,
It carves out space for quiet minds.
In hush of snow and hush of breath,
It brings a stillness born of death.
Each season speaks, a different tongue—
Of love begun, of love undone.
And through their words, we come to see:
Change is the root of memory.