CHANGING SEASONS
CHANGING SEASONS
Each season has it's own beauty,
Such a joy for all to see,
Autumn colours worn on the trees,
Golden yellow and red leaves.
A blanket of leaves on the ground,
The Autumn season won't hang around.
As the changing of seasons has begun,
They do their natural magic, one by one,
But not for long will each season stay,
Each will return to do their magic one day.
Copyright © Daisy Meadows | Year Posted 2024
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