Ask for a poem, with thinking as the word. Thank you.

Autumn, summer and winter are like love.

Missing, showing sadness.

If a good rhyme is as thick as the sea

Think about it for a day.

Hee hee, welcome to adopt. You didn't make it clear what type it was, so you made up this song according to my preference. I don't know if it suits your preference. . . . . .