A fire in summer
Leaves us hot

A shiver in the winter
Leaves us cold

A fall in the autumn
Leaves us on
Beautiful floor

A greenery spreads in spring
Leaves us in
Pretty health

But what is the story of the leaves?

Summer burns their oxy frame
Winter weaves them to freezing game
Autumn bruises them to nudity fame
Spring rings in new and tender theme

Yet they live to love them as annual fests
Almighty blesses them with all time bests