Change

I love watching the seasons change, as I also change.

Summer has gone astray
autumn is coming our way

the crunching of leaves has come again
Coats are needed once again

Kids out at play
slowly begin to fade

Autumn soon turns into winter
And I’m beginning to wonder

Where’s the dark thunder clouds
That always seemed to ruin the day?

Is it really the season change that has come upon me?
Or is it the change within myself?