Timeless days go by as summer comes to an end
And birds begin to fly to the south.
Every tree will begin to change from green,
To yellows, reds, and browns.
Although winter is just around the corner, I love the Autumn breeze.
Uniquely, the leaves twirl as they fall to the ground,
Hypnotizing me as I watch, with my mug of steaming tea.
The sky is still blue, paler than yesterday’s
And has white strands of clouds near its horizon.
There is a special scent in the air, cool, and fresh,
Future promises of cold evenings and winters snow.
Evenings begin to shorten, the suns ray becomes more precious.
The visitors begin to return to their lands.
And all begins to return to normal.
The business begins to make everything cozy,
And ready for long Winter months.
And thus the seasons begin their change.