From the days of my childhood, I fondly recall

     The leaves in a peaceful surrender to fall. 

     The chill of the night as it slowly crept in

     Not wanting to wake the summer again

     Covering her body with a frosty white sheet

     It leaves her to rest in a slumbering heat

     Next comes the fluffiest blankets of snow

     With the nightlight provided by the moon's glow

     For a time she will rest, nestled in dreams

     Except for the pulse of her life giving streams

     She knows that she must soon rise from this sleep

     For she's given to Spring her promise to keep

     The sun will arrive to pull back the covers

     And ask that they dance like starry-eyed lovers

     So perfectly groomed and brilliantly dressed

     In the heavenly green of her seasonal best