Between the golden summer days
And winters gloomy sign
The gleaming autumn fairies shine
Floats down the colored ways

She loves to bake us pumpkin pies
And tells us all good night
And while we all are sleeping tight
Back in the glowing woods she flies

She wears a dress of silver silk
That matches by that view
The sparkles of the morning dew
She drinks like honeyed milk

While swinging down to summers end
She laughs and giggles spawned
And waves her little magic wand
To make us autumns friend

Ocean breezes overland
Dreams of comfort touching hand
Dreams to dream when hope is dead
Hope's a cloud inside my head

Sun's to tickle like a golden cage of glass
Just to lock you in the lovers claws
Covering the eyes of sight
Blinded by the brightest light

A riddle made of ocean green
Is that the cloudless sky that seemed so keen
Turns into grey light color
Made of acrylic powers, thick of brush
From a painter painted rush

And a storm approaches silently
Still at distance
Quietly

And as the seagulls stop to sing
Like Loreley when she got her king
Whispers in the distant halls
Were slamming, slamming against the walls
Were distant, secret calls of fear
Opening my ears to hear

And as the seagulls went so swim
When the sky turned on its dim
The eyes, the mind, the heart
Adjusting to the darkness
Still in ways of kindness
Dreaming now of comforts touch
Since beloved heart don't love so much

Ocean waves now crash against the shore
Like the numbness feeling punched to core
And while the light does fade away
The stars and moon at night they stay