She makes her dress with red petals
fastened with emerald twigs of ivy
happy is her wonderful heart
she never wants for nothing

For she is the kiss of autumn
the winds of change all will follow
all creatures great and small
will follow her knowing her call

Her wind swept hair flows majestically
as she calls nightfall to be her master
days get shorter with her wishes
she is magical, a beautiful spell caster

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris