April showers bring forth May flowers

Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring

Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come

Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken

To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn

Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower

“Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time

And Summers and Winters scattered like splinters And four or five years slipped away