All these special things / the littlest parts of me / packed up, gone, away

Maybe trite, but true / happy thanksgiving, I'm so / thankful to know you

a merry day of / love and laughter, my Christmas / wish for each of you <3

All these small town sounds / "hey!"s, "hah!"s, "stay out of the street!"s / Children welcome spring

A howl rips through the / Suburb, furious winds shake / Trees, leaves, roofs, my faith.

The season's first buzz / "Bumble, bumble, come and play!" / Spring bees stretch their wings

Shaky breaths reveal / every truth woven into / lies I made for you

Unexpected thrill / A heat so sweet my bones chill / I'm bent to your will