An everlasting loop of nature's grace,
With the summer sun beaming rays of light,
Coating the earth in a warm embrace,
Hence once the light dims, the day becomes night.

A comforting kiss of the winter's blow,
Nocturnal green auras paint the night sky,
Proving the eternal downfall of snow,
Illusions so lovely, was it a lie?

Winter in the south, summer in the north,
A story of contrast, yet they still love,
Passing the altering seasons they morph,
Heartfelt emotions sing songs of a dove.

Through distances, they talk without contact,
Yet over the years, the dread shall impact.