Autumn

The leaves have donned an auburn hue
cooled air beckons rest, renew

Leaves soon flail, chill lumbers on
splashed like artwork on autumns lawn

These are the times that bring me to
pumpkin patches, baked goods, stew

Apple picking, cider mills
patchwork quilts upon the hills

Smoking chimney's, baled hay maze
longer nights, shorter days

Change is what the earth goes through
frost in air, sky's leaden hue

We'll rise and shine before the sun
now that lazy summer's done

Tinged with mourning, we meet the dawn
'til solstice shifts and winter's gone

© Tamryn Nieves - 2007