Spring. I was struggling to bloom, for the new sun only scorched all in it's path. 

Summer. Internally, frightened, I fought the heat. That was all you brought - no refreshing rain, no solace in shade. 

Autumn. Like the leaves, I too lost my green, and returned to the Earth. You left; the sun moved farther away. I began to hibernate.

Winter. The snow brought a sudden epiphany. The shock of pure white blinded me yet forced me to open my eyes. I saw them, altogether and each as one. For them, I know now what I must do. 

Spring revisited. Upon my awakening, I realize something with that same bright snow-white clarity. The only thing I can do now is help those still frozen in winter, after helping myself.