MY FOUR SEASONS
It’s August but the leaves are still not falling
I waited under a maple tree to see who is coming
Beyond from where I sit is a clear horizon
I realized that I’m there sitting alone
My past memories just began to flash
I can’t do anything but to think back
The snow in the city was pouring heavily
I wasn’t used to go out and dance freely
Watching every drop makes me smile
But feeling it would maybe make me glad
I dreamt of sliding and gliding from a snow cap
Reaching the mountain foot will be the icing on top
After the white, pale season came the blooming one
Everything around is colorful and lovely
The trees are flourishing and growing taller
Leaves are returning and very promising
Along the walk way are the rows of flowers
I picked three and kept it forever
It’s time to turn the heat on
Sun rises as if it had never shone
My days are bright and glittering
While my nights are beautiful and blissful
The clear sky is taken over by two powerful heavenly bodies
I had the pleasure of experiencing both phases
The last fall I had was very memorable
I saw a leaf fall from the tree that is unshed able
Never thought that I was the lone witness
To a remarkable moment of excitement
But after one, two, or three leaves have fallen
No more leaves shedding that happened
It’s that time of the year again
And I am waiting for the first leaf to shed
I’ve been here for quite a while now
But I’m still willing to wait longer just to see a wow
It will be impossible if fall won’t happen
Coz my seasons will never be complete without one of them
