Autumn's Exhale
The heat of summer gradually subsides
A coolness comes to Earth, to air, to tides
The architects of castles in the sand
Return to classrooms, teachers, books and band
Our gardens nearing final days and hours
Yield happily the last of fruits and flowers
A message comes to visit on the breeze
It's written on the color-changing trees
This pass of summer cannot be delayed
But we can still remember how we played
Come breath of freshness, as the seasons change
Our nature canvas now will rearrange
The sun will sooner rest low in the sky
A cotton candy treat then for the eye
Soon Mums and gourds and pumpkins on the porch
Of hay bails and a scarecrow tiki torch
So welcome hues of reds and golden glow
Dear Autumn, let your pleasing pace be slow
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