True to nature.

As the volume of color amongst fall leaves shift they float to the ground.
Trees standing strong can only but observe them as they fly around.
The roots still planted strong in the earth.
Connected with Mother Nature who'd given them birth.
Content
never seeking to drift with their leaves.
The earth has nurtured and cared for all their needs.
Proudly they stand always true to their seed.
Oh imagine what it would be like to live like a tree.