Seasons
Looking through the falling leaves orange and redLaying on the ground looking at the skyThinking of all the words that were unsaidLooking at the leaves slowly drifting away
Fall turns to Spring and the birds start to singIts the month of May and animals PlayDon't forget the laughs and smiles that we bringThe flowers on the trees are a display
If you listen carefully, you will seeThere are secrets hidden all around youIn the forest under the big oak treeTaking in the most incredible view
Looking at the most beautiful flowersSitting here waiting for April Showers
Fall turns to Spring and the birds start to singIts the month of May and animals PlayDon't forget the laughs and smiles that we bringThe flowers on the trees are a display
If you listen carefully, you will seeThere are secrets hidden all around youIn the forest under the big oak treeTaking in the most incredible view
Looking at the most beautiful flowersSitting here waiting for April Showers
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