Summer Tease

When autumn clouds roll across like waves darkening the sky, teasing with patches of bright white The golden sunshine in the morning swiftly evaporates Mid-morning is all grey and sullen The apples begin to darken and rot on their branches Too high and too late for anyone to retrieve The sharp blood red tones of leaves appear on the ground When did this change creep in? Six in the evening is bleak as if in deep night Slight summer cool breezes become chilly Night-time demands warmer wear A patch of blue sky and sun is a summer tease.