Your like a leave being blown around by the wind never easy to catch and it’s just too much energy to catch you.
But it’s always beautiful to see you flying in the air.
Your colors are red and yellow and soon your telling me fall is near.
But, even when the seasons change you never setting down.
Your like a bad storm that never ends and were forever locked up inside.
Waiting for you to stop playing around so we can move on to brighter and clearer days.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes