Trees are letting their leaves to fall down.
Throughout the spring and summer they were together
until the breath of north split them apart.
They go in red, orange, yellow and brown.
Snow will come from the arrival of the north cold weather
making our world shine like a master's art.
We watch the colors change in our town,
but if the degrees could rise it would be much better.
Our minds hope for change and a new start.
Apr 23, 2021
Apr 23, 2021 at 7:07 AM UTC
Trees are letting their leaves to fall down.
Throughout the spring and summer they were together
until the breath of north split them apart.
They go in red, orange, yellow and brown.
Snow will come from the arrival of the north cold weather
making our world shine like a master's art.
We watch the colors change in our town,
but if the degrees could rise it would be much better.
Our minds hope for change and a new start.
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