Autumn's coming, she's on her way
Changing colours every day.
The myriad greens are now replaced
In reds and golds with yellow laced.
She steals fleet winged across the land
Exploding colour, as she's planned
To change the world to Autumn's sheen.
A wondrous sight for us to glean
To garner in for dark still days
To fill our mind with Nature's ways.
When lying in contemplative thrall
In a blink of an eye we can recall
And bring the Autumn colour to mind
To delight again the inward eye.
