Sonnet, Like Dry Withering Leaves

Words blown away like dry withering leaves... And only memories remain for awhile There is love in this sudden of cold grieves With its yellowish and red amber beguile The days are falling into the shadows row Like scattering leaves on cobblestone Those meet their destinies in autumn glow When every heart stands in a beat alone The beautiful daydreams that still go by Filling the moments with twilight's evening Narrowing brightness though the darkish sky Still like harmonious in my memories sing Contemplation of the tincturing fall Those through time and moments for awhile call