As the Summer tree grows,

Branches grow fast, so, so many

Viridescent trees turn like a teil frog.

Birds landing on me making nests, 

My leaves turn gold.

 

As it turns into Autumn,

Dry, thirsty fire season.

As the land turns into a fire-breathing dragon,

No water, no food, nothing to swim in,

Cold, cold, cold it’s time for snow.

 

As it turns into chilly Winter,

My heart is very disappointed.

My nice Autumn leaves,

Oh no, they are falling .

Trees are boring turning fawn.

 

As it turns into floral spring. 

People glancing at my leaves the nicest pink,

Red, purple flowers bashing into each other.

Dance away, say goodbye.