I think of the Spring and beauty
A time when things come alive
All the sounds of new beginnings
When new life and love can thrive.
I think of the fall and it’s colors
True it’s a time of times ending
But the beauty of fading leaves
Signal things are changing.
My favorite season is summer
Longer days and warm sun
Activities outside and a bbq
better shared with someone.
I know the winter must come
But I can weather the cold
Hibernate and just think
Dream of someone to hold.