My name is Violet, I am a flyer of the seasons
In fall I am a artist with lemon in my hair and sapphire between my toes
In Winter I am a haunting night owl in a haze of silver
In Spring I'm a zesty school girl with ladders in my stockings and thoughts of algebra far from my mind
In Summer I'm a placid French teacher that sometimes guilty enjoys chocolate and tabloids
I am a twister, turner, acrobat
