Fall is here,
To see this use not your ears,
But use your eyes to look around,
And notice all the leaves on the ground.
This time of year,
The forest almost seems clear,
With the absence of the green,
Chipmunks hiding in the leaves will no longer go unseen.
Autumn prepares the land for the snow,
Then comes the spring when everything can regrow.
On goes the cycle of the seasons,
Each is important and has a reason.