Analysis of Learning

Colours rule the world's not black and white,
Check this out you'll find it's right,
View the trees see leaves and sky,
There's such beauty it'll make you cry.

Green against blue a contrast rare,
Leaves that fall to make branches bare,
Then golden hues between red and brown,
All these things are right in town.

Out the window the patio of deck,
There's no need to break your neck,
Whether you sit or lie in bed,
Oh how easy is your vision fed.

Nothing is constant there's always change,
Wind it whispers its message is strange,
Through the leaves when fresh and soft,
High the pitch when it's up aloft.

After the fall when on the ground,
There's a rustle that is quite often found,
But today I appreciate this view,

Hence this comment and poem for you.