The wind,
It blows,
Through the leaves of the trees.
Echoing around,
As they fall to the ground.

The fog rolls in,
And masks all the sound.
Lowering, lowering
To the ground.

The rain,
Rolls in.
Beautiful as ever.

And soon,
The floor,
Will be covered in snow.

White as a blanket,
But not quite warm.

Fresh deer tracks,
Littering the farms.

These are the things that we love about the Earth.
Yes, there is so much more,
To explore.

But these are a few,
That I share from my coveted.
Do you have others,
You wish for us to know?

If so,
If so.