Little flowered plant in the garden,
Where have your blossoms gone?
You used to wake up every morning,
But now you can’t even yawn…

 
The autumn weather is finally here,
And you have withered away.
But then again sometime next spring,
You will blossom again one day…

 
The autumn colors so different and  bright,
But they take the colors of summer away.
The warm nights have turned to cold,
But they will return on another spring day…

 
The trees are no longer green,
But bright yellow, orange and red.
That is because they are dormant now,
And they really aren’t dead…
 

The ground and streets are white or wet,
Because the autumn rain and snow has arrived.
The foliage is not as bright as it was,
But once again next spring they will thrive…

 
The children playing outside now is rare,
Because of the cold and snow and rain.
But all of this shall start over once more,
When the spring arrives again…

 
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