The seasons are changing
The leaves are now vivid and full of color
The leaves are falling
The ground hardens its surface
Most things can’t handle its cold nature
They die and get blown toward a distant land, away from the silence of the hibernating earth
There! A barren tree who’s had all of its fallen soldiers
Laying at its roots under its umbrella of twigs
The clear sparkly nights are getting cloudy yet
They are gaining a nostalgic ambience that I have been comforted by
The animals have left their home to go somewhere else that isn’t cold
Yet some thrive in the marvelous silence of the snow
The seasons are changing
Sometimes the seasons symbolize
When we are caught inbetween
But we will get through it
Eventually we will arrive at whatever season where we would like to be
Whether it be summer or winter
Autumn or Spring
We will get through it
And find a brand new place wherever we please