I came forth with the singing of the birds,
You would know it as Spring.
We came forth with pride and moved about freely,
It lasted for a while and then the wind started blowing
really hard. Soon, the days started getting shorter,
my friends and I started changing and loosing our powerful grip.
Now, here we are… finishing at the bottom
of it all. It seems like every year my friends
and family all end at the very bottom!