For Autumn I Fall

I rose for the summer, but for autumn I fall Head first into oranges, reds, and yellows Warm days and cool nights brace for winters call A season of strange hot and cold bedfellows Head first into oranges, reds, and yellows A sullen sun retreating early low from high A season of strange hot and cold bedfellows A rising moon sweeps daylight with night sky A sullen sun retreating early low from high Leaves flutter down as if waving farewell A rising moon sweeps daylight with night sky Frost tips blades of grass with a chill not to quell Leaves flutter down as if waving farewell Geese and Ganders gathered and gone southbound Frost tips blades of grass with a chill not to quell The fallen leaves that crunched no longer make a sound Geese and Ganders gathered and gone southbound I wait for midday to soak up the waning heat The fallen leaves that crunched no longer make a sound So long warmth of solstice, until next we meet I wait for midday to soak up the waning heat Warm days and cool nights brace for winters call So long warmth of solstice, until next we meet I rose for the summer, but for autumn I fall Sept 6, 2022