Nine Oh Ten

oh i hate when this happens. someone else puts down their poem down before me! oh well

 It is autumn again.
 The leaves fall,
 Down around me,
 Piling on the ground.
 Soon, it will be winter,
 Cold and dark.
 Sometimes I don't know,
 How I live through the winter.
 But beyond winter is spring!
 The season for growing.
 Spring will slowly melt into summer,
 And I will be warm.
 I love the summer.
 But all too soon,
 I will begin to get cool again,
 And it will be autumn.
 Like it is now.
 The seasons spin round in neverending circles.
 They will never stop,
 Ever.
 But keep turning in circles,
 Forever,
 And ever,
 And ever.

~erynne