This happened once: the seasons disagreed.
Which one of them was truly made for love?
Unable to resolve it, they proceed
to seek advice from Zeus, who reigns above.
Old Winter said: it's clear, I am the one
wine by the fire-place, can that be beat?
And Autumn said: when trees, touched by the sun
show off their colors, lovers feel complete.
And Summer was so confident, she said:
when coats come off and water makes its splash,
and warmer nights invite you to their bed.
Why even argue, no need to rehash...
And Spring? A no show, though she would be missed.
Grabbed by her lover, stayed behind, and kissed...
Author notes: https://www.audible.com/pd/Myth-Takes-Audiobook/B0CLGTQX3S
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