Seasons

if the air around us dictates everything,
check your thermostat
these words are stuck frozen, left alone
you are cold as fall
windy and yellow gold
I am cold and falling
if you can feel the same way as you did last week
you would feel like winter is trying to destroy us all
in places, we sit stuck frozen, left alone
if there is anything I've learned from the weatherman
is that the weathervane always points somewhere else
if you start to feel new again, like you can start over
lets start with a few seeds
in October we will harvest our dead leaves and carry them away in bags
and the next thing we know, we are getting places
it has been raining outside a lot this week
but the television screen said bright and sunny
just because you think you know what to expect,
you know when you are
the windmills are having a hard time making us stay alive
because the clouds have been stuck frozen, and with nothing to say
they broke my writers block, because I had some kind of day
and the seasons won't ever stay the same
but our words will stay stuck frozen
just like the weathervane