Wind rushes through the trees sounding like a train
piles of leaves fall off the tree like a rainbow colored rain.
Red, yellow and orange colors capture my eye
it's time again for Autumn's last celebration in the sky.
I watch them dance and sway to their own beat
as one by one they gently land to my feet.
A colorful array like a circus coming into town
waving their tiny stems like hands as they fall down.
I stand there mesmerized, hypnotized by the sway
I stare for what seems like hours, I cannot look away.
The golden sun has now turned the sky to and orange and pink hue
separating the clouds to make way for the moonlight's debut.
A chill has taken over the air, the heat has ran away to places unknown
as I inhale the scents of October's crisp and clean cologne.
As I turn to go in I say goodnight to the world outside
walking into the house I feel somber as if someone has died.
Summer has passed, I hang my head and I mourn
but, the magical thing about the Season's is they will again be reborn.