Watching birds fly FREE
While all the leaves are FALLING
The many greens are fading OFF
The leaves as we stare into THE
Brink of winter's deep EDGE
Summer has turned INTO
Autumn and as I take a deep breath A
New smell is in the air and a PILE
Of pumpkin carvings are on the ground OF
My yard, my yard covered in LEAVES
The weather outside has turned COLD
The winter will be so HARSH
My hands are becoming so ROUGH
All the plants are now DEAD
My beautiful world is CRUMPLING
At the seams and is turning INTO
Nothing. Why? Why NOTHING
All I had loved is GONE
