Seasons

When Autumn hits,
your radiance brightens,
through gloomy nights,
and stormy heavens.

Through winters waves
of freezing ice,
while snow glistens,
your beauty must fade.

Oh Jollyest parade
spring appears,
dots of colour,
hip-hip hooray.

Summer comes forth,
with frightening colour,
bestow our glory
as we shine towards the heavens

( :) whoop finally got a last line :) now it is compleat!)