The Spring returns with gentle rain,
And wakes the sleeping earth again;
The Summer shines with golden light,
And fills the world with pure delight.
The Autumn comes with hues of gold,
And stories of the year unfold;
The Winter brings the falling snow,
And bids the world in slumber go.
And wakes the sleeping earth again;
The Summer shines with golden light,
And fills the world with pure delight.
The Autumn comes with hues of gold,
And stories of the year unfold;
The Winter brings the falling snow,
And bids the world in slumber go.