Seasons

Seasons are there for more than show
Seasons remind us that we should go
The coldest of colds the hottest of hot
They all remind us that we should not
Not give up when the cold comes through
Not back down where there's nothing to do
Because yes, the winter is rough and we can't control
The hail that comes down, or the large death toll
But after all flakes have fallen, giving us all they've got
We find our trials are part of a bigger plot
For the sun shines through and melts the snow
The wind is calmed, and the flowers begin to grow
And as spring and summer shine their brightest days
We can appreciate the light, having seen darker days