The mysteries of four seasons

the dreamed winter

the storks sitting meekly in Africa

the butterfly frozen in the marvelous pond

mice write a gorgeous myth

a rural boy longs for the moonglow

witch apollonianly bewitched

a stunning world

in a moony way

I am full of druidic wizardries

You are like a dragonfly

We are singing

the dream-like spring

the storks are coming home so tenderly

the butterfly awoken in glory but sitting

mice write ovidian songs

a rural girl yearns for afterglow

in addition hex enchanted

a dazzling world

in a starlit way

I am shrouded in this cool mystery

You are such a firefly

We are trilling

the dreamy summer

the storks are nesting mayhap peacefully

the butterfly flying over becharmed garden

mice write Dionysian ode

an auntie is bent upon blue hours

the enchantress is conjured

amusing world

in a starry way

I wrapped in plethora of sorcery

You are Dionysian spider

We are chanting

the dreamful autumn

the storks are going to fly off musing

the butterfly dreaming just before coming death

mice write Apollo’s hymn

an uncle muses about cool star

the sorceress enraptured

such a cute world

in a moonlit way

I stay under a spell of tenderness

You are like a charmful bee

We carolling