That's Some Trick

Bewitched again by autumn's laggard spell Like alchemy, green leaves are turned to gold Although the summer still has dreams to sell I watch fall's silent sorcery unfold Brisk morning breezes hint of coming cold Forgotten are the yellow daffodils The grass is brown where robins once patrolled Who now, I'm sure, are sunning in Negril And yet it seems leaves change almost at will As fall performs his yearly slight of hand Replacing summer heat with twilight chill And leafy green to russet on demand While autumn draws attention from my eyes It tricks me not to notice how time flies by Daniel Turner Negril is a tourist destination in Jamaica