seasons

the smell of spring in the air, you know the green leaves are about to sprout

get ready to trim your hair, you know summer's coming without a doubt

dust off the ole lawn chair, maybe this year we'll go fish some trout

you and me make such a pair, we'll always have each other and we'll never pout

lovely season oh how they turn

wonderful experiences all churn

and spit out the story of our existence

and i'll go with it without resistance

i love all the seasons

spring

summer

autumn

winter

i need them all they remind me of how things always have the ability to change

i don't hate any of them none of them seem too strange