Autumn's Arrival

It's time to start wearing my funky Warhol socks And putting on my old man's green sweater The cool air makes the morning bearable As I mourn the death of summer I realise I don't miss it at all The heat was just suffocrating this summer But the words aren't flowing like before As someone far away said I am at peace There's nothing but the sound of leaves falling And the crack of the bat of a pennant run While the hockey fans are finally let out To celebrate a new season in Leaf Nation Hoping Lord Stanley will come around In the spring And I will sit and try to compose poetry While the winter continues to come