Weatherman

Sea blue eyes wide open,

A smile brighter than day,

His energy radiates from the sun,

He's a Summer's day.

A slight chill when he walks by,

His eyes drop like leaves to the floor,

His energy has gone shy,

He`s a boy of Fall.

He becomes his own storm,

Shutting everyone out in the cold,

You try to keep him warm,

But Winter took his soul.

He cries like an April shower,

Only lasting til May,

Now he smiles every hour,

He`s a refreshing Spring day.