Season

The season change is like feeling change. When the sun is out, I feel joy. It brightens my day with a warm feeling in my soul. I love the sense of hope. But when it rain. The tears come falling down my face. It is a sign of a blessing on its way that the storm is almost over behind every thunderstorm. It is a rainbow of benefits. But when it is cold, my soul is frozen. I think about all those sunny days. But for now, I will think spring. Because falls never let me down—so many emotions and feelings around me—the season of motion. When it snows is a joyful memory—seeing kids playing with snow and building snowmen around me. The season brings into the world. Many times I feel happy, and many times, I feel sad. But one thing doesn't change how we react to the weather. But right now, I am complete with the feeling. Count all my blesses. Hear the birds singing with a little bit of sunset because the time comes ahead of time. So we can enjoy the season before returning to the year of the cold. The season comes, and the feeling falls. What a mix of nature.