21 Snow Coming Soon

Co-creator: Kevin Watts

The trees in the forest
Losing their color as each day passes

Wind is flowing softly
Knocking one more leaf from the oak

You can hear the leaves rustling
As they pile up as hills on the ground

Sun barely shining through
Night fall becomes longer

It is an early morning dew
Less birds are chirping too

Feeling of chills running through
The frost is the first thing you notice

Each tree becoming only a branch
It seems as snow will be here soon;

Fall is coming to an end