When I think of the summers,
You are the cold ice cream that I miss,
You are the wet lips that I want to kiss,
You are the shade that eyes keep searching,
You are the river I want to go swimming.
When I think of the rains,
You are the colorful rain coat,
You are the crafty paper boat,
You are the ever pleasant green,
You are the God never mean.
When I think of the winters,
You are the comforting jacket,
You are the bon fire warming up,
You are the yummy coffee cup.
