The snow keeps falling down
its blanket blinds me
sure its fun if you like the winter
me, its where I prefer not to be
now the spring, well that's my season
with its blossoming gardens all around
colors are vibrant and the beauty speaks volumes
that's where my hearts bound
the summers hot, the humidity
I loathe
the blistering sun I don't need
tho the gardens are quite breathtaking
the heat is just not for me
then there"s the fall with its cooler weather
and yes the colors are all array
yet its not my favorite , for spring is my choice
I just wish that the flies would go away
