Autumn’s Song

Chilly breezes of autumn’s song Whispers good byes with every day Leaves of amber and yellow gold Land beneath the ground below Branches out stretched softly sway Waving farewell to a season passing Straw flowers give their finally bloom As the last petal from the rose is carried away Ashes rest from fires glow And feathered friends fly here no more Harsh winds tell all it is time To embrace for winter’s prime Rest sweetly autumn, sleep well with in the earth Till nature bids you forth Returning radiant colors of a season cherished And the harvest of a new year