came a day  and it was autumn
green ran to where summer went
yellow and crimson  turned grey
covered the world in cold winds

thus, midday on thursday a day
the sun burst through  intermittently
making autumn look beautiful

when down fluttered
the prettiest gold leaf

right beside me
said hello

I stuttered

a leaf is mute.

the tree that sent her to me said
no,
you are just out of tune.

Keeping time, then with
the old tree I rhymed

rhythmed  
played  on autumns breeze.

I woke up then to
see, I had fallen fast asleep and it was winter.