Spring-Summer-Autumn- Winter's Calling-
The birds have left the trees;
No longer is it warm now there's a cool/cold breeze
All of the barren limbs all the leaves
have gone...
Where are the birds now...
It's no longer spring or summer
Where have they flown now;
Where are those the birds in the skies;
All their departure
Up and left gone so
Heading south of the boarder, they have flown;
The ants and butterflies;
No longer roam nor fly now;
The grounds are now ridged and cold;
Where do all the ants and butterflies go;
When winter comes down...
It's no longer spring or summer
And all of the grounds no longer green now;
the grounds have harden midst the cold;
All their departure
Up and left gone so
Heading south of the boarder, they have gone?
12/11/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
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