The changing colours start to sprout.
Red, orange, and golden yellow,
As the season turns mellow.
And when all fall to join Mother Earth,
Winter is sure to follow;
And Earth obtains a blanket of snow.
And it sure is a reminder in the growing cold,
that even under the beautiful fall colours that glow,
change is a beautiful wonder.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Collaboration of two friends. Credits to CuteGamingPotato