The Changing Seasons

I want a day that isn't a blur.
A day that doesn't make me go brr.
A day where I don't have the chills.
A day where I can laugh and have thrills.
Winter days are long and cold.
I can't wait for this season to be gone.

When I go outside on the first day of Spring.
Only joy and happiness it will bring.
I want a day full of color.
A day that's special between me and mother.
A day where the birds sing proudly.
But they do it Oh so loudly.

When Spring is gone and the sun shines bright.
Some people will be struck with fright.
The Summers sun brings drought and hunger.
But can do so much more to many others.

When the leaves begin to change.
Some people will become deranged.
For in Fall lies a scary night.
Where witches and ghouls bring terror and fright.
When the leaves fall and the trees become bare.
The sight is different every year, so this one is very rare.

The seasons change as time moves on.
But I still dread the day when it's all gone.