As I watch the leaves gently fade to the ground, it alerts my fleeting mind.
This is not my time to fade with them.
As winter slowly closes in, I refuse to be left out in the cold. I will beat this.
Spring forward, fall back.
The majesty of spring and it's new life, new growth. Transport me there.
The cold winter must first be tackled.
If I endure this baron season to see beautiful spring, then I'm sure I'll be reunited with my happiness.
As I contemplate further I realise summer is but a distant memory.
A time I long for.
My favourite time of the year!
Everybody's happy, smiling, holidays…
Take me there.