I want it to be summer.
I want to wear shorts and a tank top and still be warm.
I want to enjoy what I'm doing, what I'm living,
and not have to worry about homework.
I love winter, I love jackets,
I love coming home and getting warm.
But I'm glad that seasons change.
I am ready for spring,
and as much as I don't want time to move forward too quickly
I am starting to want this next season
I'm looking forward to summer, and
with some anxiety
the summer after that
I don't know what is coming next.
But I'm going to trust
that a certain Someone else does