Where I live, the cold doesn't always bring smiles. Sweet summer sweat drains, Then the leaves change to bright colors Fighting the contrast against the dreary grey clouds
Where the leaves cover the ground, they turn the soil darker The grass yellows, and cracks under your feet
And when it rains 60 inches of rain in your town a year, Cold rain is exactly what you get instead of snow.
Oh and I get so weak with no sunlight
My friends all love the cold, They embrace it. My friends all love the darkness, They'll share a drink with it.
But when the cold comes for me, I try to hide underneath my coats When the darkness comes for me, I lose my sense of time and sleep
I get so weak
oh man, this is a completely random poem, but I figured I'd share my distress that summer is almost over.