A Rainy Morning In A Tropical Country Poem by Leo C. Jones

I've always hated my country's climate, having only two seasons; the fact that I happen to love snow so much even though I have not experienced it makes it worse.
But I thought about it, and it occurred to me that people from temperate countries seek refuge from the cold.
I think about the rainy season, and the comfy weather it brings.
It reminds me that you need the other before you need the other.
Not just heat and cold, but every opposites. Light and dark, etc. you get the point. They coexist. Without the other one is just, mehh.