The Autumn is Winters herald
Her banners red and gold
The Autumn is a dancer
With secrets deep,untold
The Autumn is a dreamer
Who dreams a golden world
The Autumn is a mourner
wrapped in mist and haze
The Autumn is a maiden
gilded with golden rays
The Autumn is a gatherer
of dreams and poems and news

When Autumn meets with Winter
the leaves will turn to dust
Into black earth they disappear
their golden fire lost

A gentle snow blankets the world
and diamonds frost the trees
She is a dream invisible
a whisper on the breeze