there's something unsettling in the serenity of this song

A bubbling stream,
Now silky-smooth ice,
While pretty to observe
Is too cold to entice,
Shimmering morning mist
Clings to each blade of grass,
Throwing rainbows in the dawn sun,
But it’s all a farce,
And sadly, we know it won’t last.
Because the world as we know it
Is changing all too fast.
For now, the breeze carries
Some dandelion seeds,
They dance in the breeze,
And settle amongst some autumn leaves,
Mostly gold, it looks like heaven,
But once again, we both know better,
Too soon, the rain will spoil this natural work of art,
Those golden leaves will rot,
To make way for the biting frost
That devours the daisies that once grew in
‘delicious bits’ all along this garden path,
So for now I’ll lock away the key
To my heart.