Tianna - Seasons
From the chill of Winter burst the petals bright,
and an aroma mixed from flowers enters the air;
the blossoms Spring out, clothing the trees.
Then the people are found underneath the trees,
Enjoying the heat and the sun which is bright;
the laughter of Summer rings out through the air.
There are fewer sunlit hours, rain in the air;
Leaves are like flames on the Autumn-touched trees.
Next these are shed; snow falls, icy bright.
Changes in trees and how bright it is outside; air cooling and warming - the Seasons repeat.

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