A fresh breeze of summer hits my face
as your comes up short without water to embrace
and as the air turn up swiftly
clouds began to appear suddenly
makes rain to quench thy thirst
and yet you have grown drunk
that thou couldn't drink a drop
So as frosty air fill up by snow
leaves colored all soft and white
and you no warmth sent to freeze the night
Then comes the bloom of your secrets
some bright flowers and fruits
coming to those who are needed
to bear more everlasting loot
Lastly, it was the peak of death
when everything dying was beauty
you held strong to give out your last breath
to leaves that have fallen
stepped to a crisp
an eminent way to go out like this
thus you shall live forever being
You from the very start your own sapling