Summers Were Once Dull
Summers were once dull,
Full of light yet no shine filled me like the society I observed.
Winters flourished with productivity and absorbed my mind,
Creating a practical monstrosity.
The colors are gloomy and drear, but still give me comfort.
Catching a glimpse of the past shine during the Wintry months from this specimen,
carefree and yet still so considerate of her love.
This shine made me yearn for the light I once endured in the abstract,
warming palette of the opposite season.
It gives me a craving for one thing I never thought I needed, Felicity.
Summers were once dull.
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