It passes fast when seasons change

One minute warm, and then it’s not

Leaving work in the dark is strange

Not my fave, but it’s all I’ve got

I miss my squirrels the most, though

By the time I get home, they’ve gone

Back to their nests and where they go

Not to see them, it seems so wrong

Morning – no birds to waken me

It’s dark and quiet, seems so odd

The little birds are fast asleep

Tucked up safe in the land of nod

The garden looks so brown and dry

As the plants get ready to rest

The trees all kiss their leaves goodbye

Growing time done, they did their best

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