Spring arrived with hands so warm,

Petals swayed in quiet form.

Morning skies in painted hues,

Soft beginnings, love so new.

Then summer blazed with restless fire,

Burning bright with young desire.

Shadows stretched where light once played,

Love grew wild, then slipped away.

Leaves turned gold, the air grew thin,

Autumn whispered where we'd been.

Winter came on frozen ground,

Yet love remained, though not unbound.

Waves erased the steps we made,

Tides returned, but hearts had strayed.

Once unbroken, now we know,

Even love must learn to go.

Through the storms and bitter chill,

Traces linger, holding still.

Not just laughter, not just pain,

Every season leaves a stain.

Leaves turned gold, the air grew thin,

Autumn whispered where we'd been.

Winter came on frozen ground,

Yet love remained, though not unbound.

Not all skies are set in blue,

Not all love stays bright and true.

Still, the moments, bright or worn,

Shape the hearts that they adorn.

Spring may bloom in different ways,

Love returns in quiet rays.

Standing where the cold winds rise,

We smile for love that touched our lives.