Look at these woods,
They're so pretty in the fall,
The leaves are all changed,
But cooler days are on call.
Birds are silent while leaving,
All the bunnies also gone.
Ever sooner comes sunset,
Even later there's dawn.
The winds are starting to chill
All of the flowers are dying.
Mother Nature's changing seasons
And all the bears are hiding.
Beautiful colors are thinning,
Flowing creeks starting to slow.
Winter should never come,
And fall should never go.
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