Rhyme or reason

Rhyme or reason.

Once upon a rhyme or reason the season fell apart
It was not good at letting go, it clung by soul and heart
There was a greater opportunity, but optimistic was not of course it's view, so it cried beyond its fears and lots of screaming too,

The season came to say goodbye it's hands behind it's back, a dull and dreary reason, it coated the skies all black, the rhyming of it's  nature had seen the months on end, dreary good old winter found that spring was not a friend,

As the days were passing the heat of the sun was in her praise, delighted were the other months, for winter had it days, frozen in the time of instance the season could not move about, but echoes of those months of illness, longed to let it out,

Coughs and colds were evident the people suffered her effect, and so the other reason was that winter would neglect, the passage of a vibrant colour for now the sky holds blue, and I don't have to listen further to the Chiors of ahhhh chooooo.