The Snow Is Melting
And Beauty Beginning To Ripen
Birds Of Spring
Return Once Again
The Ground So Lush And Green
With Drops Of Springs Dew
And With The Passing Of Spring
Brings Summer Anew
But This Year Seems Different
The Sky Seems Sad
Like The Angels We Were Lent
Left Us Alone And Sad
The Weathers Hot Like A Burden
Everything Exactly As It Appears
I Know Summers Coming To An End
With Shake Spears Words Repentant In My Ears
The Summers Flower Is To The Summers Thought
That It Only Live And Die
When Left All Alone Time Itself Is Caught
The Last Summers Rose Lie
By Itself Blooming Alone
All Good Things Must Come To An End
And Then We Are All Left On Our Own
While Sins Continue To Remain
But Please Do Not Go Yet
Bright Soul Of This Sad Year
Wind Whipping My Brunette
Hair, Summers Time Has Passed Again I Fear
The Roses Have All Gone
And Tree\'s Still Fade Away
The Times Thats Gone
Turns The Sky Gloomy And Grey
Beauty Begging To Ripen
Admists All Of This Gloom
Cookies Fill The Air With Perfume
Each Rain Drop Washing Away
Every Foot Step In The Mud
Leaves Dancing A Ballet
The Season Is Remembered By Its Humid
Atmosphere That Is Full Of Music
And A Presence Of Children\'s Laughter
But Also A Taunting Feeling Of Tragic
Of Ghosts In Morn Of Summer
But As The Bold Branches
Of Fall Bid Farewell To Rainbow Leaves
And Hello To Frozen Crystal Branches
And Colors Beauty Grieves
Now As Everything Is White
In The Bleak Air Of Winter
Time Seems To Stand Still In Human Sight
Standing In The Center Of winter
Each Day Passes By As One So Cold And Dreary
Everyones So Alone In The End Of This Sad Year
Pondering The Midnight Moon For Long As Time Is Weak And Weary
Awaiting The Changes Of Next Year
