The dead of fall brings new life into me
And raises me up as leaves sail to the ground
The changing of colours - A marvel to see
And throughout the trees no green leaf can be found

Some yearn for the warmth of the sun in the sky
As I sit in serenity in the cool, crisp air
And step on the crackling leaves I pass by
And I fall into autumn and forget all my cares

Some long for the snow to fall gently to the earth
As I smell the smell that is only of fall:
The smell of pumpkins and cider and joy and mirth
And breath in so deeply and take in it all

                            The seasons must change and the nights will grow long
                            And the land will turn orange and the wind will blow strong