Winter’s long gambit,
we had played.
Spring’s laurels,
held dear.
Summer’s pride,
we did meet.
Autumns’ rouge,
gathered on our cheeks.
As we rejoiced,
in season’s splendor.
Winter’s long gambit,
we had played.
Spring’s laurels,
held dear.
Summer’s pride,
we did meet.
Autumns’ rouge,
gathered on our cheeks.
As we rejoiced,
in season’s splendor.