Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Seasonal Change

With birth in early Spring I came

With many others clad in green.

And all of us did look the same,

Enjoying warmth in sunshine scene.

Then through the Summer I did grow,

And loved to dance in gentle breeze.

With all around I came to know,

As a part of family trees.

In Autumn I felt myself change,

First to yellow and then to red.

And when I fell I felt so strange.

On the Winter ground I lay dead.

Although my life did seem so brief,

No regrets for this leaving leaf.