like spring
you bring growth in me
burgeoning green shoots
tendrils of pale yellow
reaching for the sun
like summer
you give me the sleepy
hums of insects
the sweet-tart taste of lemonade
and the smell of fresh cut lawns
like autumn
you wrap me in sweaters and coats
you are the gold explosions of leaves
that the wind sets in circular dance
like winter
you give me rest and peace
while darkness overtakes light
still we have this fire
this time, this together
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Edited on 20160214 to remove that last two stanzas to create a new poem with them. See here.