Orange, red, and, yellow

From the colors of

orange, red, and,

yellow,

turn to bare,

then to white.

And as you marvel of the beauty

of it all,

you find that soon

white turns to brown,

then green,

as summer slowly replaces 

the harsh cold 

of winter.

I miss summer..

 Sunlight beams through the window

as the cool breeze blows outside.

The trees sway

from side to side.

And as the day wind's down to an end,

and the day slowly turns to night,

I shall dream of summer

once again.

Change

When summer's warm wind turns cold,

and the leaves fall to the ground.

When the sky turns gray,

and wind swirls 'round,

that is when you know that winter's close.

So huddle by the fire,

and tell your stories,

and soon winter will fade once again

to summer.