Autumn is the middle child, of Mother Moon and Father Sun She is less cold and harsh than her sister Winter Less feisty and forward than her sister Summer She is less gentle and kind as her sister Spring And while she is not physically the only middle child She shares that title with her fraternal twin Spring She is the middle of all her family, Occasionally gentle like Mommy and Spring, Sometimes feisty like Daddy and Summer, She can even be harsh, on her bad days, like the eldest child, Winter Do you see now, why Autumn is different? Special? In the middle? She even goes by Fall, a nickname that Aunt Earth gave her All those years ago Before Auntie got sick And Mommy got sad Because Daddy made the flowers shun her And Summer came home to visit later each year And Winter stayed too long Because her husband Frost hit her And Spring came to tend the garden and left And now Autumn is all but invisible
Please note that there is an edited version of this poem which is posted as a rewrite.