don/t like leaving

just when the colors are showing
they say its time to be going
when the oak the elm the maple
are all dressed up well
why are our colors weighing us down
why can't we stay up on our trees crowd
gravity states  don't blame me
unless you weigh more in color
leaves don't leave trees on me
leaves complain they cry in gathered forced piles
why do we have to leave the trees of our lives
so much to cover so much to carry on
so much to tarry with the breeze move us strong