Changing of the Seasons

As the sun broke through the trees
From the bright blue skies
A golden leaf came drifting down
Its motion caught my eye

As it made a lonely path
From sky to the ground
It made me think of how things change
As seasons do year round

Though seasons change each year
Four is their limit
We humans can change frequently
We change as we see fit




Poetry by Michael G
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Written on 2006-09-09 at 17:35

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keith nunes
so true, well said
2006-09-09