Leaves come
fluttering to the ground,
as the wind rustled through the
trees,
the color of Autumn is seen all
around,
blending of green, yellow,
orange leaves.
Sky over head in sobering shades
of grey,
light sprinkle falls that could
hardly be rain,
the weather has set in and
surely will stay,
nights turn colder, one’s joints
feel the pain.
Transition of season can be ever
so bold,
one day wearing shorts and
playing ball,
the weather so hot and the next
it’s cold,
such is the drastic change
summer to fall.
The season prepares us for the
winter ahead,
giving time for our bodies to
adopt and cope,
we don’t want to end up sick
lying in bed,
a mild winter sometimes is our
only hope.
Each new dawn brings even a
shorter day,
night gets longer as the moon
makes it pass,
wind and rain turns to an ice
and snowy way,
Autumn is the changing season
not meant to last