Ah the Autumn now is here
Its beauty everywhere
All the green turned gold
Matured from young to become old
The soft wind does its best
Letting them fall to their rest
Respect Autumn in its glory
The keeper of Spring and Summer memory
The garden full of bloom preceding fall
Has beauty of gold adored even in fall
The barren ones of Spring and Summer
Appear like a dead ugly drummer
Let your garden be full of bloom
Autumn will shine like happy moon.