First Of Autumn

Summers dew now chilled
Autumn air is filled
With breezes as they wind
Through heart, soul and mind

A new day has begun
Somewhat devoid of Sun
From behind clouds un-ceasing
The cold begins increasing

Walking upon the grass
Feet cool as they pass
Leaves of color bold
Red, Yellow, Orange and Gold

The new begins to turn
Now old the chill does burn
Away memories of seasons
Choosing its own reasons

Animals now scurry
Collecting food not worried
Knowing all is well
Creating winters shell

Letting all that's past
Create memories that last
The hopes for new tomorrows
The summer it now swallows

^{Kari Shinal-Copyright Oct 8, 2013}