Trees and leaves...they seem to talk to me.

Walk back home,
and I look down,
to the ground,
I see the leaves from the trees,
and both, arboles (trees) and hojas (leaves)
seem to be telling me,
it is time to go bed,
it is time to hibernate,
we want to rejuvenate,
and be back, later, for another round.
I say, don't go yet, stay a little longer,
but, the ground just gets busier, and busier,
full of leaves, of many colors, but not green for now.
The trees whisper into my ears, we will be back,
we just need to go south.
They also said to me, time goes fast,
enjoy the acts,
you have so many stories to be,
have fun, and, be here for our next act,
we always call it, Spring time.