Staying

 

Moonlit nights and rainy days,

 help me take the sun away,

finally I am free,

 warmth and beauty come with ease.

Wish that I could run along with the breezes

live in the Autumn,

don't change the seasons.

 

I love the Colors the bright liquid moon,

the trickle of rain that

 drop down on your face,

I don't want to lose it but it will leave me soon.

Why won't it ever just stay in one place?

Author's Note

I don't nessesarily feel this is about seasons it has (for me) a meaning far deeper than the words. Out of curiosity, what did this make you think about? I'd love to hear the different ways it effects people.