The promise of winter in the air
The promise of struggle ahead and behind
But what is life
But a struggle
Struggling means you’re learning
Learning lessons that can only be learned
On the messy playground called life.
The promise of cold
Nips at my toes
And I relish the last warm rays of the sun
The same way I relish the last cool days of spring
Relish in every moment
Relish in every lesson.
Prepare your mind
And even the darkest of winters won’t last forever
And knowing that makes them easier.
The brightest of summers are fleeting too
And knowing that makes them more precious.
I think that I like most others,
Prefer the spring and the fall
When things are not terrible
Things are not perfect
But you are perfectly getting along.