The ancient moon
has many stories to tell,
though the sun takes the bell.
Years feel as if they slip by
like sand in an hourglass.
Day turns to night, grass
turns to leaves, as fall lies
on your doorstep, though,
in the south, winter rules, casting
the land in ice, as snow begins to grow.
As time goes by, the land is forever changing.
Fearing nothing, winter engulfs everything.
When fall leaves, and winter knocks on your door,
you’ll feel as if summer leaves too soon.
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