Love is like the Four seasons

I'm relating love to spring, summer, fall and winter.

Love is like the Four Seasons

Love is like spring, budding like twigs on trees.
Blooming like the flowers.

Love is like summer. exciting and fun.
Feeling like a child again.

Love is like autumn, falling leaves from the trees.
Fading into the earth.

Love is like the winter, quietness, stillness, sadness.
Suddenly angry winds start to blow and howl.
At it calms down, you hear it say,
What's in store for next spring?