RESULT: Season's Greetings.
In Spring I look happy, Deck'd in comely array, In Summer more clothing I wear; When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes, And in Winter quite naked appear.What am i ?
The flow of my life is rapid in spring. A much slower pace - Summer does bring. I'm always changing- yet appear the same. The taller I am, the greater my fame. Without gravity I would not exist. If you don't know me, you're lost in my mist. What am I?