The leaves in trees are fluid.
Always changing and never wondering why.
Summer filled with green,
Fall makes you into a color wheel
Yet winter comes and you are nowhere to be found.
How we miss you,
But then you spring back into our lives
The leaves on trees will forever change and still be stunning.
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First Draft
The
trees have so much life in them,
They
change and move just as we do.
Summer
shows so much life,
And
winter so much death.
Yet
they find life again,
Going
through the same thing every year.
Beautiful
they are and forever changing they will be.
I
realized I needed to be more specific and only choose one part of the tree to
describe.
The
leaves in trees are fluid.
Always
changing and never wondering why.
Summer
filled with green,
Fall
makes you into a color wheel
Yet
winter comes and you are nowhere to be found.
How
we’ll miss you.
I
decided to bring it full circle by adding in all of the months to make it a
cycle.
The leaves in trees are fluid.
Always changing and never wondering
why.
Summer filled with green,
Fall makes you into a color wheel
Yet winter comes and you are nowhere to
be found.
How we miss you,
But then you spring back into our lives
The leaves on trees will forever change
and still be stunning.
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