The field

The Field

Every day I go by the field.
A field that is cover with snow.
Every day as I go by the field.
I cannot wait for the snow to melt.
Then comes the day the snow melts.
This time it stay away.
The field of white.
Is now a field of brown.
Every day as I go by the field.
I see the farmer work in the field.
The field of brown.
Turn into the field of green.
Every day as I go by the field.
The field gets greener.
The leaves get larger.
Some years they are there.
Some years they are not.
I cannot wait to see.
Some year Mother Nature gives us a trick.
Some year she gives us a treat.
Over night the field of green disappear.
To be replace by a field of orange.
This year Mother Nature give us a treat.
With many big orange pumpkin.
Its that way they call it Trick or Treat?