Sunday, November 15, 2015

SUMMER YIELDS TO AUTUMNAL EQUINOX

Fallen leaves chatter to the ground
Autumn’s gold petals sweet sound
A pleasant fresh chill fills the air
Happy to feel a day so fair
Evening sings, temperature drops
Season's preview, pull out winter socks
Dark at four thirty, tranquilized
Sun arrives at six forty five
Clocks schedule set back an hour
Quarter moon, Fragrant mists flower
Bloom in autumn's last hurrah sun
Salutations drive us, survive one
More rotation around our earth
One more round of birth and death


* Author's note: This is actually in sonnet format