Seasons

I’d hate to live where the leaves don’t change
And you never get to see the range
Of colors, yellow, orange, and red
Where everything stays green instead

I’d hate to live where there is no snow
Where there are no snowballs for kids to throw
And you can’t look out on a cold, crisp day
Wishing the fresh white stuff would stay that way

I’d hate to live where there’s no spring rain
Softly pitter patting on the windowpane
Swept around as the spring winds blow
Helping the yellow daffodils grow

I’d hate to live where it’s too darn hot
Where it’s hard to find a shady spot
And you hate to leave the inside air
To go outside to anywhere

I like to live where the seasons thrive
And the weather seems to be alive
Breathing and laughing at all of us
As its changes cause complaints and fuss

Some people yearn for a tropic isle
But somehow that isn’t my style
I want a climate that gives me it all
Winter, summer, spring and fall!