TreesThe trees are swaying gently,
Leaves gently rustling,
Standing there picture perfect.
The trees standing wide and tall,
Till the day they fall,
When they go back to the earth.
Autumn is coming quickly,
Leaves red, gold and brown,
Falling, returning to the earth.
Winter approaches quickly,
Trees are stark and bare,
Snow is blanketing the ground.
The spring creeps up on nature,
The plants growing buds,
The trees are all green again.
Summer arrives, finally,
Flowers can blossom,
Trees become a vibrant green. Trees by ~DizzTizzMCRfan
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