All Your Seasons

Watering the grass
Knowing it is going to rain
Doing what you always did
Though the elements have changed

Life is tolerated
In the same old routine
Wisdom recognizes
When seasons switch scenes

Are you shovelling sand
Acting like it is snow
Are you sticking around
When it is time to go

Are you raking leaves
Through puddles of mud
Living in fear
Is really a drug

A summer heat wave
Is not made for igloos

Don't blow up your spot
For confusion of reason
There is a perfect place
In all of your seasons