hello autumn,
it’s been a while since I’ve last seen you,
and my how things have changed,
the worlds been turned upside down,
completely rearranged

summers over now,
and all we’ve seen is decay,
but aren’t you the time,
when things are meant to go away?

i see it in the burning orange hues of your everyday, these golden browns, so beautiful,
is change in many ways  

and change is fast,
it just carries on,
when you want it to slow down,
but in the end,
without our souls,
the earth keeps turning round  

so hold me close,
with the time you have,
that I know I won’t get back,
as hindsight is a horrid thing,
when looking at memories you now lack

but autumn, I know that I had,
no chance or choice is making those,
sometimes time is all we have,
just like the measurements of prose

as when that time is over,
as my time comes to an end,
the clocks will still go back,
even though time is pretend

and someone will replace me,
they will have their turn,
as this never-ending machinery,
continues to work and churn

so keep your loved ones by your side,
as you don’t know how long is left,
and in this moment think a while,
of those souls who’ll be bereft

as others souls will still remain here,
even when you are long gone,
as they will still remember you,
just know, they have to carry on  

as we all will wilt like leaves one day,
scattered along the floors,
but know when one life closes,
another life opens its doors