Sonnet evoking the turn of seasons from the balcony of my apartment

From my balcony I see the sea,

in Winter, trees undress,

my chest and heart caress,

a clear view, branches free.

From my balcony I see the trees,

in Spring, green leaves appear,

another season, adieu, rolling year,

thoughts, phantasy weaves.

From my balcony I see the ocean,

in Summer, the beach sands shine,

the crowd finds it divine, a wild commotion.

From my balcony I see the whirlwind leaves,

in autumn, they fall yellow on the green grass,

blackbirds the ground peck for worms, as thieves.