At the start of the poem you’re feeling the bitter chill of a winter’s kiss. Icy in it’s frozen embrace while all the while longing for the summer to return it’s warm and welcoming heat. At the end you feel a warmth of happiness as the cold recedes into heat and color of summer days at the beach and nights sitting at a pool or lake. I love this piece for the fact that it takes you to different levels of feelings. The death and colorless gray of winter to the green and vibrancy of summer life.

Yay! A poem with form! I love a poem with form – and a well done one at that.

My only suggestion – question marks after the Summer(s) in stanza 4, as it feels … searching, perhaps.