The Seasons

For some reason i think of things over and over agin, not finding an answer, and then moving on. Something I can't figure out. Wat is your Favorite season? What is your favorite holiday? I can never quite decide. I end up thinking I have come to a conclusion and then get lost in my thoughts. And I then try to move on. So i'm going to figure this out right now, but probably won't end up with one single answer.

Fall. I like to think of it as, Autumn. The spelling and word is beautiful. I was born in Autumn. The warmth of the colors. One leaf, orange. Another leaf, red, and yellow and brown.The cool breezes that you dread will lead to the frost of winter. I like going inside and smelling candles. and for the tablecloth that has that warm color. everything feels, inviting. Outside, everything is dying, but going in a beautiful way.

Winter. Winter is, soft, yet everything is rough. an extreme. extreme joy, extreme coldness. extreme warmth by the fire, and in the livening hot chocolate. With each snowflake that drops, i feel very awake. but very sleepy, in a trance. I look up at the sky and let them drop on my face. curing me of any unhappiness. And i just smile. Even though everything is dead, yet the earth still looks beautiful. It's just as peaceful, as a rested mind.

Spring. The first time we would go into the country. Woods, flowing streams, the wind in my hair.The sun being shaded from my view by trees. trees that have delicate leaves being blown around by the wind.Those spots of light that have found their way through the delicate leaves.I feel like those spots are so full of life, like that river of light falling from the leaves, has a deeper meaning that no one can quite grasp. One of the many secrets of nature. Those Spring showers, renewing life. Catching frogs by the water lillies, chirping at night. The buds of flowers, at the very beginning of the season. Flowers. Flowers are one of my favorite things.

Summer. Much like my description of spring. No school. Vacation, beaches, barbecues, everything full of life. The prime of nature's life. has just been renewed by spring. but now it can enjoy it. but my mind can only be at peace when i'm thinking alone. Everything bright, or as dark at night during summer thunder storms. I dont mind thunder storms though. They are like more violent rainstorms. ad i love the rain.

I have rambled on and on about what other people can care less about. But i have figured it out once and for all. What is your favorite season Kira? All of them.