So many thoughts reading this! I have kept coming back to this all weekend. I love your voice in this, how each season affects you in a personal way, how each season adds to this heaviness in you, this burden you must carry.
Your writing is always creative, heartfelt and completely "you" - if that makes sense. I find such purpose and meaning in it, and that's just another reader interpreting and seeing your poem in one light.
Perhaps this is simply a reflection on how I currently feel, but the seasons seem to pass before we can fully "realize" or enjoy them, and how cliche it is to say "I can't believe it's already this time of year!", but it brings me to the realization how quickly life can pass... and how we can feel overlooked. I did feel that sense of loneliness in this, of maybe being and seeing the aftermath of change. Of knowing we are powerless. Of witnessing and having to accept it.