A brisk walk betwixt with little talk
Trees taught and gifts bought
Plants short and tall
Springs ends, enter fall
Ringing sounds of animal calls
Hibernation is coming soon
Alleviation and attune
to winter as its coming soon
spend the last fleeting days
before the absence of the rays
strolling through the azure of a golden haze
for in autumn there are so many colours at play.
See the glare berate the leaves
See what nature can inspire and seize
A moment to be breathless beneath the canopy
Before it faces seasonal calamity
And descends to the floor
So that life can recycle and be once more.
For in the spring it will be restored.