Changing Seasons

Changing Seasons The beautiful colours are starting to fade They make way for a different set of hues Oranges, reds, yellows, and colours of jade The pumpkins and scarecrows come out to play While children get on their big yellow school buses Waving their parents fears away The farmers fields become a harvest place The busyness of a new season Is what has become the latest race. Impending cold and darkness lies Children play with urgency In cloudy wisps of September skies Cozy sweaters and the crunch of leaves Beaches say goodbye to the visitors upon their sands They trade their minimal clothing for length of sleeves Glorious Indian summer makes its show A final curtain call One last run before the snow The cool breezes blow the leaves in a swirling mess The mamas come outside with their children To make some order and reduce the stress A new start, a new perspective, a new season The changing of the guard The bees realize their time is up and lose their reason Something new and something great Is about to happen The trees and the sky eagerly await As autumn winds usher in their glorious power Of transforming scenes And the snows begin to shower Grace Daub - September 14, 2021