Autumn's End

                        Falls End





As the year becomes November

With trepidation we remember

The season in silence slips away.



All too quickly it is gone

The melody of fall’s song

Winter in the wings waiting.



Warmth of Sunshine hard to find

Balmy breezes left behind

New fragrances fill the air.



The cold snap of a windy chill

As it gives us all our fill

Of abundant colorlessness



The season"s color now brown

In our every weary town

Preparing for what is to come.



Soon flakes will be a swirl

As snow embraces the world

And Winter comes into her own.



And so the year moves on

Another season gone

But one more being born.



The ongoing beauty of nature

A Forever-changing picture

Entertains us throughout the year.