Marching Season [My Favorite Season]

Uniformity
Lacked by God's world in his hand
Is carried out by the marching band
Music
Attempted by nature, but annoying so soon
Rings from the band as they all play in tune
Beauty
Nature can hold, but wait, now, just yet
As the band marches the field with their high-step
Devotion
Fall leaves swish and they sway
But everyone knows, the band is here to stay
[Never Forget
The earth is sweet, but remember a
Marching band tunes to the tuba].