The Time Between Seasons
Canopy fire way up high
A Season’s change before the eye
What beauty; to live and die.
Howling winds, whipping all around
Leaves find their way unto the ground
Forest floor they do abound.
The seasons changing right on cue
Each passing day; night will subdue
Prevailing darkness in lieu.
This is the tale of every Fall
As every winter has to thaw
Leaves spring to life; reinstall.
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