Summer is fading away
Soon there will be snow
But before this happens
The winds will start to blow





Colorful trees will abound
Hues shimmering in the sun
Then the leaves will start to fall
And raking them won't be fun





Jack Frost will follow shortly
Nipping at our heels
Ice patches forming on the road
Causing us to spin our wheels





But all told, I love all
The different seasons
Each one has something
I love for different reasons