Autumn is the middle child, of Mother Moon and Father Sun She is less cold and harsh than her eldest sister Winter Less feisty and forward than her youngest sister Summer She is less gentle and kind than 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 Winter Do you see now, why Autumn is different? 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
This is a rewrite of my poem, The Middle Child. Enjoy!