The wheel turns

the season is over
the year almost done
the leaves are a falling
there is more to come

pretty soon it will be bare
all the green will be gone
the snows will start falling
there will be less to feed on

the animals will hide
all safe in their nests
when the weather gets bad
they can not protest

its the wheel of the year
that continues to turn
as summer begot fall
soon winter will return

the seasons keep moving
the time never still
the god and the goddess
have given us free will

when the time stops moving
when the wheel stands still
our time here will be over
and the cause maybe capital hill