Seasons

In the bitter chill of winter's grasp
The old year ends and a new year begins
Under a blanket of ice and snow

Spring arises amidst blooming flowers
Heralded by the rising birdsong
And the gentle morning dew

Under the heat of summer's sun
People dance in the ocean's tides
As ships and seabirds bob upon the waves

Autumn falls with the drifting leaves
Strolling through the open farmer's market
Out in the sweet autumn air

Winter to spring to summer to autumn
Each season changes and brings something new
What joy will it bring to you?


Open Prompt: Write a poem 15 lines or less, Structured or Free Verse, on the topic of your choosing.
Written for "The Whatever Contest." "The Whatever Contest -- Closed for Now" 

Word/Line Count: 15