The dark, the cold, the unforgiving things,
Cold gripping the lungs as are my hands round your throats,
What's my name? Well it's…
Winter that's what they call me,
I snuff out the life of anything that can't adapt as you can see,
Freezing water just like the ice that runs in my veins I think that,
My hearts frozen unforgiving doesn't beat.
Summer that's her name, opposite of me the twin winter,
Warmer, helping life thrive giving warmth to those who need her,
Everyone loves summer, she helps farmers and gardeners but she has an evil side too,
Famine, drought and cancer. But still she is loved more than you autumn.
Autumn, he's the youngest of us unpredictable and insecure,
Autumn looks up to me as I taught him how to be cold and impure,
But summer had to interfere and teach him how to help lay the foundations,
As spring needed help from all of us the other three seasons,
Spring older than autumn but younger than me and summer,
Seeding the ground for summer to take place but she is being more helpful and dumber
Than summer who can at least cause some destruction.
Why we are all here is strange as we should never be together,
We are being asked why we did it; I said what being the seasons controlling the weather,
Spring was being accused of growing illegal substances,
Autumn was accused of destroying trees and freezing other humans,
Summer was accused of arson which is burning down buildings and farms,
And I was accused of numerouse murders and cases of manslaughter,
We all had a job and we all did it, did it well,
But we were put in an enclosed space for the rest of eternity police officers laughed as well,
They said we were mentally insane if we were the seasons,
Apparently I am John; summer is Linda and for some other reasons,
Autumn is called Daniel, and spring is called Rachel.