What You Are to Me {A Poem}

You are autumn to me, my dear.

The wind in the trees,

The color in the leaves,

You are autumn to me, my dear.

You are winter to me, my love.

The bright Christmas lights,

The shadow of the night,

You are winter to me, my love.

You are spring to me, my friend.

You are new beginings,

Fresh flowers blooming,

You are spring to me, my friend.

You are summer to me, my darling.

The clear, starry sky,

The want to fly,

You are summer to me, my darling.

You are all these things,

The song I must sing,

That is what you are to me.