I wouldn't normally do this, but I can feel a change in seasons, and its back to school season, as well as my favorite season. Autumn. The leaves changing, each one different shades. I'm ecstatic just thinking about it. So I wrote a poem:
Autumn is coming,
There's a chill in the air,
The leaves are singing,
Autumn is near.
The branches are dancing,
The wind is whispering,
The sky is darkening,
The grass is trembling,
Autumn is coming,
There's a chill in the air,
The leaves are singing,
Autumn is near.
The leaves are changing color,
The clouds are moving faster,
The squirrels are running for cover,
The Lord paints the leaves, for at this He is the Master.
Autumn is coming,
There's a chill in the air,
The leaves are singing,
Autumn is near.