Let's have another talk with this girl
about season
that could be a lesson
for her to not rely on
other people;
Because people are seasonal
One day they are summer
Bringing all the laughter
as the sea getting warmer
The next day they are autumn
Carrying the golden leaves as the item
falling down in the middle of poem
A later time they are winter
Blowing the winds together
getting more and more colder
colder, colder, than ever
Little by little they are spring
Together bloom as the sun rising
and the mother nature saying

Welcome, we are all redefining.