A Winter Walk

It was a sunny day when Miss Rose went for a quick visit to her loved one. They've been doing this routine for about a year. Each time they saw each other, it was as if they fell in love for the first time. Each walk she had was delightful. It was summer all year round; the sun was always out, people greeted her with joy, and  the tress were full and green. As time passed, the season started to change for the first time and so did their love. The routine was getting old. Her walks didn't seem so amusing to her anymore. Suddenly, winter arrived and everything seemed dead to her. No one would greet her, and would seem like ghost, haunting her every move, but at the same time avoided her. The would tree would stare at her as she passed by. Before she got to her loved one, he had met her half way. She knew it was time, but didn't expect him to catch up to her. He then said, " Our journey is over my dear. We have completed our mission, learned our lessons, and have grown from this experience." She felt her surroundings getting colder and darker as he spoke, but the time he was finished it was summer again. She nodded, and walked away without a word. She was at peace and so was he.