Seasonal Change

I rise slowly, Dull witted and dumb, lethargic from the lack of sleep. The summer heat once drained me holding back my energy but cool, crisp autumn mornings wrap and keep me snug beneath the covers. Now winter rises - the seasonal brisk change, there waits the icy cold snow to call me out to play then quickly push me back to hot cocoa and warm downy comforters to keep me safe and wide awake.