Time kills all.

But does it?

Time has brought me into the solitary confinement of life,
For all must live before it dies.
For time has lead me out of solitude into a world of bright snow, nourishing rain, and I look forward to the Summers of my life.

For time has shed my leaves year after year.
Alas,
I am still young,
For all must grow before they cry.
Time shall personally attack me, just before realizing it's mistake.
Time forgives all.
My leaves are gifted, stronger than ever, put on display to the world of bright snow, nourishing rain, and all the summers of my life.

Though I've begun in the fall,
All start in the spring,
For all must learn before they fly.
Time is always a party,
Arrive before you're due, your leaves will dull.
Arrive after you're due, there is no one to admire your leaves.
This shall not stop you from sprouting your leaves every year,

For time is of itself, a loyal companion.
A brutal, hating, abusive, degrading monster.
But a loyal one at that.

For time does **** all.
But time is all.
Seldom leaves are given,
Seldom leaves will fall.