Sonnet 97

[verse] in spring i like to walk with you and try and pick your mind in summer i like our vacations barbeques and watermelon rinds [chorus] but i love to hold you tight each and every winter night [verse] in fall i like the cool and sad wind color changing leaves and holloween raking our yard and happiness and gratitude for each and every thing [chorus] but i love to hold you tight each and every winter night [epic guitar solo] (Sonnet 97) How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness everywhere! [fade out]