Written by: Sheena Slootweg-Langkjar

The falling of leaves You can see in the breezes Cover the ground like grasses The breezes turn cold And white snow covers the ground The chill of winter sets in But soon the snow melts The plants and birds start to sing Grasses start growing again The weather stays hot Leaves turn from light green to dark This cycle will never end.
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