Tis The Season

Ti's the season of rain
to most its just sad
Ti's the season of pain
when emotions get mad

Ti's the season of fall
when leaves die away
Ti's the season of all
who felt loss in that way

Ti's the season of death
for most see decay
Ti's the season of theft
of the hot sunny day

Ti's the season of life
for a soul that's content
Ti's the season of strife
for no clue what that meant

Ti's the season I love
taking walks in the rain
Ti's the season I shove
away worries and pain

Ti's the season I smile
for the colors that fall
Ti's the season I pile
autumn leaves left for all

Ti's the season I feel
not to think about death
Ti's the season I heal
from the hurt of that theft

Ti's the season I think
how great is my life
Ti's the season I blink
a blind eye at all strife

It's this season I see
as my favorite of all
Ti's the season, My season
Ti's the season of Fall

*The first 4 stanza's are general thoughts and last stanza's are personal. I also recycled the last words on the first and third lines of the first four stanza's and used them as the last words on the second and fourth lines in the next fours stanza's...Confusing ain't it?:p I had to explain what I did because nobody would get in million yrs. It's my attempt at making a seemingly simple poem slightly more complicated than it appears*