Light me like a fire,
and extinguish me like rain.
Illuminate my darkness,
and numb my persistent pain.

our love rapport, shall bloom on a spring day
we'll mesh as a pairing, such a splendid day

long we'll cherish, those deep feelings of love
eternal streams brimming, on that sunlit day

our hearts bonding tightly, songs sung superbly
mountains and plains cohering, beautiful the day

love's many colors, joining our gala parade
we'll entwine in happiness,  ne'er a lovelier day

sharing nectar's alchemy, ever so divine
two souls embracing, twill be a rich day

No matter the Seasons, we are not grateful, about the weather that we have.  We find ourselves complaining; we need to be aware.
When the weather is cold, do you often complain?  When God sends the snow, do you do the same?
When the Spring come, is this something you like?  Or, do you make a comment, not liking even this, behind God's back?
When Summer arrives, are you bursting with words, that says, "It's Hot!"  Or, are you holding them in, and saying, "I'm Not!"
When the Fall arrives, do you grumble about the wind?  I believe to complain about the weather, just may be a sin.
I Am Guilty!  Forgive Me Lord!
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing