"Nature Gives To Every Time And Season Some Beauties Of Its Own"
~ Patricia Grantham
Trees begin to bare their limbs their many leaves are shed
Chameleons changes color from the tail to the top of their head
Animals go into hibernation before the first cold winter blast
It is with our lives we must never try to live in the past
The sun begins to casts its shadows heralding the close of day
A flock of birds flies south creating great shapes along the way
Squirrels scurrying and searching about gathering and storing nuts
If it wasn't for the seasons of change we would all be stuck in ruts
The wind may blow in any direction north, south, east or west
When the storms of life has passed all have withstood its test
Everything must change when it's time to step out their range
Sow and reap, build up, tear down, this is our season of change