Seasons go, Come, To and through, 12 a year, Without a dear, Dear ole me, I want to see, What it takes, To make, A relationship, Stick, Marry, Learn how to drive stick, Starry, Nights, No fright, An artist that struggles, Van Gogh, Go, For the stars, Never reach it, Like the end of the month, Something, Has got to give, Seasons go, Seasons change, show, Me what love is and the range of emotions, Needed, For you to see, I’m not a bad guy, Even though I live free. Heading into Autumn, I’m missing something, A companion, A piece of me, Needs connection, But I’ve been alone, Much so in this lonely existence, This nation needs to say gday, A bit more than just on a poster, Help out their brother, Not think interaction is a bother, Somethings got to give, This nation needs to coexist, With showmanship, And mateship, And should’ve done so, Since getting off their ships, Chip, Away, The social awkwardness, And be blessed, For healthy interaction, This season ending, I’m raging, That covid, Made, Me more skeptical, Everyone less social, The world in turmoil, But let’s get past this dark period of life, Rife, With sickness and depression, And get back to making this the most, Livable nation