Chicago, in Seasons

A piece of me is dropped off

of the change of a summer breeze

to a brisk autumn wind

the box of summer clothes set aside

collecting dust by the frost of a Chicago winter

Lincoln park sidewalks flanked with chalk

evolves to the decorations of spiderwebs

sprawled across front foliage

a quiet reminder,

time is in constant movement

But there is excitement that comes with change

the enticing decay of leaves

a polychromatic landscape

withering to be sprung again

As the winters draw out

and the cold becomes unbearable,

the hope for the summer sun keeps us going

while we collectively long for those summer days

and the box of summer clothes set aside

the first warm days of spring are promising

when the quad is full of people again,

and the chicago winter has been overcame,

Then the sun rises again, and falls in the cycles of Chicago seasons.

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