Summer has
been great, the best in many
a year
The end is upon us and
its winter we still fear
The sun is still hot but the
wind cools the skin
Just to remind us, a new season
is to begin.
Our arms
are still bare to catch the last
rays of the sun
Yet the leaves changing color,
has not yet begun
You can still feel it in the
air, a chill right to the bone
To tell us that autumn will
come, and make itself at home.
When you're outside, you
feel it's effect on you
A message that old mother
nature, to her name will be true
September's wind seems
to hold one message
That the forests are ready, to
show autumn's vestige.
Even if a
chill you feel and deep is its
bite
The sun will feed all of nature
and make things right
Soon it will wane in the
strength of resolve
While slowly being covered with
the new season's fog.