Coming of the Seasons

Rain tapping away at my window, luring my curiosity outside into the light snow that leaves behind a glowing blanket. Cuddled up in the warmth of darkness, we drift into a whole new world. Twirling about we are, laughs echoing from our dazzling smiles, leaves spinning softly amongst us. Tread lightly we take care, bending down to smell the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers. Water trickled from our cans on these beauties, as if waves do crash around us. Splayed along the sand lie our belongings, basking in the heat of the day. We splash droplets of water at one another, tipping bucket-fulls of torrents pelting droplets all around us.