Whispers of Autumn

Whispers of Autumn Whispers of wet winds on mellowing leaves Herald coming of the autumn season, Strip tress of their clothing, lead them to grieve As swarms of swallows seek warmer regions. The sky is oft spanned with gilded leaves in flight Whirling with whispers of wild autumn winds And coming to rest on the ground with fright After their dance in the air with a swing. Whispers of dry winds in autumn of life Beckon grey hairs and wrinkles on the face, Weather our strength as to tread we do strive And as leaves, the ground we wish to embrace. Whispers of autumn turn leaves yellowish And curl human lives with season`s anguish.