Bright tulips wilt and start to fade
as flocks embark on their parade
and trees undress and start to yawn
and suddenly the summer's gone.
The leaves that once danced overhead
fill up the barrow by the shed
and winter wind will start to blow
and coat the barren boughs with snow.
One day the geese will travel north,
the sun will bring back all its warmth,
returning flowers to the glen —
and leaves will dance above again!