The class work galore

It’s almost like I can’t take it anymore

The breeze

No more leaves on the trees

I want the snow

And how it comes and blows

So nice but

No need for ice

The times we win and lose

All of us so confused

I’m tired of it all

When can I go back to fall

When the leaves change

Its cold

But nice

Maybe some frost but no ice

I miss it all the summer the fall

The leaves

On the trees

Until they lose it all

I need it back

The way I miss it

The music we hear

Quieting all of our fear

Wishing I wouldn’t shed a tear

Trying to hide my fear

All so much

Just cold enough for the breeze

I could sit sand paint the leaves