My Love

Brown leaves fill my mind

Beautiful, but always left behind

They fall gracefully to the ground

Only to make that crunching sound


Their green companions, gone

Struggled, they did, to hold on

A new season is upon us now

Getting ready to survive the plow


Now all the brown leaves have left

Thankfully, not by theft

The snow is here and vibrant

You rise as high as a giant


Jack Frost leaves again

You have lost all your strain

Breathing is easy now, you are warm

Warm and completely on form


Green fills our lives for a while

Brilliant time for a brand new style

Long lives this time you boom

Not long before you come to bloom


You are the four seasons of my life.



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