The Mask of Seasons

I put on the mask of Spring, and saw a field full of lemon daffodils swaying in the wind,

I put on the mask of Summer, and saw a cocktail sitting on the sandy beach, burning in the scorching sun,

I put on the mask of Autumn, and heard a crunch of the colourful leaves and trick-or-treaters knocking on doors,

I put on the mask of Winter, and saw a melting snowman sadly waving at me which sent a shiver down my spine.