Worries and troubles, like leaves on a tree,
They dance in the breeze, but they’ll soon fall, you see.
For the season of growth will bring change and new light,
And your burdens will fade, like leaves in the night.
So don’t let your worries weigh you down,
For with time, they’ll all turn brown.
And as the new leaves emerge, green and bright,
Your troubles will vanish, like stars in the night.
So hold on to hope, and let your heart soar,
For the season of growth is here, once more.
And all your troubles, like leaves on a tree,
Will dry up and fall, and you’ll be free.