Analysis of Nature's Beauty

Every night, and every day,
I hear the crickets chirp away.
I hear the birds' soft, sweet call,
Precisely why I am not desperate for Fall.
I think of nature's beauty and wonder,
I think back to every storm's thunder.
I think back to the days of spring,
The days that I heard all the birds sing.
Now summer is over,
And here comes the Fall,
I know the leaves aren’t alive at all.
The colors are beautiful,
And joy is yet to come,
Children play in the snow,
But I am grateful for the sun.  
I appreciate nature and the wonders it brings,
But I just can't wait for next year's Spring!