When Summer Is Gone

Autumn gives heed to the season's clarion call. In dispute with the tree branches, leaves fall The sun sometimes seems withdrawn. Red-yellow mix delightedly paints the dawn Winds and wintry in slow- races compete Untimely rains naughtily mock the heat. Days, yearning to sleep long, move fast In clouds appear apparitions of contrast. Harvest and celebrations erupt in delight. The moon and stars brighten the coal-black night. Love and romance, as oxygen, fill the air. The exuberance of this season, O darling, let's share!