Seasons changed
And the trees sighed,
There tears were many
Leaves were green,
But as nature yearned,
At the loss of the seasons
Spring,
Summer,
Now seeing it change
Autumn,
Winter,
Brought different shades,
Tears falling
From up on high,
These were tears that nature
Held on to till to late,
Red,
Yellow,
Purple,
And
Brown,
Were falling, as wind blew
The tears on nature did
Fall,
Upon the
Ground,
Naked of foliage,
All the beauty had fallen
Tears Decayed on the ground
Nourishing the soil
Tears of old
Bring new life from,
What had fell seasons before,
Waiting for the change
Of seasons
To bring the beauty, to once again grow.