In the springtime,
we were sitting together in that green green grass
with dark sky spreads above us
with stars,
with the moon, and those Almighty's sparks,
we were holding together, our hands, and our arms.
In the summertime,
we were having fun under the sun
playing together with these white and brownie sand
catching the biggest fish as much as we can
lazying around until we yawn.
As the crispy wind breezes,
then the birds move on
and those dried and falling leaves
shows that the autumn has begun.
Then the snow starts to fall,
and the temperature is dropping down
I'm trying to recall
Am I a jester, drag queen, or a clown?