The rain has come, we knew it would
The golden leaves are coming down
The wind and rain is now sending
All those leaves onto the ground.
The local forecast is warning that
The wind could be quite high
Wind and rain, more of the same
Grey clouds now fill the sky.
But that's okay, yes it really is
For where I live the seasons change
We go through them step by step
So for us it does not seem strange.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem