When we were kids growing up in winter
We craved the warmth of summer.
In the summer on blazing hot days
We craved the cold of winter.
There’d be days when you wondered
If the heat would let up,
If the cold was here forever and would we ever get warm.
We dreamed of holidays in tropical places
Waving palms and wide-open beaches
Of endless days wearing as little as possible
As we huddled round fires and drew blankets closer.
We wondered if we’d ever see a covering of snow
Was it our imaginations or did it really fall here?
The sun baked the land, dried up the waterholes
We found a dead horse in the dried up creek.
Sitting and watching the winter fall
Mum making soup, stews and apple pies
Confined to home as the drifts built up,
Dad cursing the winter when shovelling the snow.
We looked out, each day, upon our yard
Whether stinking hot or icy all over,
Wondering if we’d ever see the opposite again.
Written for: https://helenevaillant.com/2019/01/22/what-do-you-see-january-22-2019/
Morpethroad 
I do believe we are still very much like that. In the heat of summer, I crave the winter; vice versa. Though over recent years I’ve compromised. I want it ever to be spring and autumn. 🙂
I’m with you, Autumn and Spring are always so pleasant.
Not too cold, not to hot, the one with an air of freshness, the other with a sense of slow decay that’s almost akin to satisfaction. 🙂
Human nature wanting what you don’t have. Great post
Thanks so much Sadje.
You’re welcome 😊
Such truth in your writing Michael. In recent years, with the climate change, more heat, more cold, I leave fewer footprints in the sand or snow. Thank you for joining the challenge.
My pleasure Helene, great image to play with.
Thank you.
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So true, speaks my experience
Thanks so much.
Pleasure