Drifting leaves shift thoughts in my head
A bed laced with rushes of brown beckons
The late sun approaches only to fall instead
Stay out here with me for a few more seconds
Rebellious little evergreen refuses to fade
Jack begins to leave his signature underfoot
The tree's bow and shake, their opinion swayed
Fireplace crackles happily, coated with soot
Petals abandon the quivering flowers laid to rest
Survived through three quarters of the year
Summer once again has fulfilled his quest
It know now for certain, the autumn is here