Seasonal Changes

Spring leaves grow on the tips of trees,
buds sprout alerting the bees,
sun rays bring forth the geese,
but I will always be me.

Summer's sun smiles on school's release,
Vacations are many,
requiring tanning grease,
but I will always be me.

Fall back into the school rhythm,
trees shedding their evergreen shades,
the sun drifts further away
rays morphing into cold blades,
but I will always be me.

Winter washes the earth still
in a quiet of coldness
and hibernation,
snow covered intentions
and quietness,
but throughout the seasons...
I will always be me.