Silenty changing your colours,
the dark that's calling at the door,
get rid of the ones are dying,
all there is left is your core
Changing the depts of your surface,
firmly tear you apart,
for those falling leaves together,
create a piece of art
Strongly captured by your wind,
for no place is there to hide,
drowning in the rainy clouds,
resolved by candlelight
Slowly winter will pass you,
as you did with summertime,
a bag full of memories captured,
leaving your footprints behind
haha! great pic! thanks :)