Winter

There's frost on the pumpkins And snow in the trees The lonely cries of a flock As they fly overhead in the breeze. The leaves are falling The air is crisp and cold The heat is turned on As that blanket you hold. All of these resound with what's next Autumn is a beautiful time of year Winter is coming and coming soon But there's really no need to fear. Spring will follow, just like before The flowers will grow once more The sun will shine, the birds will sing And new life will appear for everything.