Winter: Dry and cold. Hearts of frozen. Dreaded snow. Wet socks. Dry cracking lips. Shattered ice and frosty men. This is the season I am in.
Spring: Blooming Flowers. Colors bright. Singing songs of day and night. Soft white dresses, lace and bows. Ribbons, satins, graceful trim. This is the one they dress me in.
Summer: Sun and warmth. Late night fun. Ocean, soaking, riding boats. Swim and laughter. Jollification and relaxation. Camping, starry nights, carrying on. This is a time that I miss quite so.
Fall: Wispy leaves, whispering breeze. Orange, red, yellow. Changing things. Canopy of brilliance. Brisk and beautiful. Bring me there where I may find peace.
