A quick poem yo:

Seasons

A transient, phenemonal embodiment of nature
The cyclic seasons, cycle and then denature
From Spring to Summer to Autumn and then Winter
Each as its own properties, each 1 can flip~ya
From bistering cold, to heat that can scold
To optimum conditions, allowing life to glisten
As a child i was often fascinated, by what God had created
It's so complicated yet so easy, each one is interrelated
Markers of time, the subject of this poetic rhyme
Seasons, eclectic manifestations and creations
Of Gods masterful will and uncomprehedible skill