He sat by his window and watched the seasons

He sat and watched fall bleed into winter

And loved this view, for so many reasons

But quite to soon after, winter became spring

So the boy covered his head, as his ears started to ring

He covered his head as spring breezes slowly ended, and summer teases

His house was now full of blistering heat,

So he laid on the floor, like his heart stopped it’s beat

But as he lay miserable in the floor, he realized then that fall was soon to come, so he sat in his chair and took a swing of rum,

Fall came quick, the boy thought it quite bold, the boy realized maybe time past quicker since he was now old

But he looked at the sky in disbelief

The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place once full of magic now hurt to behold

It was dark

Very, unsettlingly dark

And the boy realized

He covered his eyes and waited for the sky to be bright

He neglected his eyes and never sought light

Now the boy cannot see his beautiful sky

The boy who sat now cold, a person of magic now hurt to behold

A boy who sat now dead and cold

In a place once with magic, now hurt behold