I think I love you most in Spring
When leaves grow bold and strong
Flowers budding on each branch.
Tree roots spiral and twist into the damp dirt
Earthworms slithering from sewers
Slithering
Warm wind sifting through blades of grass
Misted with dew drops.
I take my shoes off and smell the thick air
Nature tickling my feet.
Roses kissing my cheeks
The tip of my nose
Warm rain sprinkling the fur of the deer
Dashing through the streets.

I think I love you most in Fall
When leaves crinkle and flutter in the sky
Leaving splashes of color on sidewalks
And on the top of cars,
In puddles splashed by tiny feet.
Pumpkins making faces
Rolling down driveways
Rolling
Blades of grass chilled by the cool wind.
I take my shoes off and smell the misty air
Nature tickling my feet.
Roses kissing my cheeks
The tips of my ears

I think I love you most in Winter
When leaves are all but swept away
Tree branches barren and lonely
Frostbite nipping the dead grass
Snowflakes making patterns in the white sky
Dusting each bony twig and pavement
Icicles hanging from the windows
Dripping downwards
Dripping
Firewood crackling.
I take my shoes off and smell the crisp air
Nature tickling my feet.

I think I love you most in Summer
When leaves are solitary greens
Sizzling wind blowing
Ocean waves crashing on the horizon
Where the orange sun meets the sky
Bicycles littering parks and towns
Outside of shop stores
Rusty hose water spilling into streets
Spilling
Roses kissing my cheeks

I think I love you

Slithering
Rolling
Dripping
Spilling

I think I love you