Autum's Farewell

Autumn’s Farewell A chill wind rustles through tree branches Shaking the last of the dying, shriveled leaves, Softly floating to the ground, Contributing to the symphony of Autumn’s farewell when walked upon.. Squirrels dart about foraging for fallen nuts. Summer’s bright afternoon sun Gives way to Autumn’s brooding light Fading earlier each day in anticipation Of season’s end and of the chill and Darkness ahead, with the last leaf Falling helplessly and inexorably To the ground. Spring and Summer’s delight Fade into memory… as if a fairy tale… To conjure up when in the midst Of the clutch of Winter’s icy spell, Watching our hopes and dreams Lying crumpled and faded Under Winters first snowfall. Oh beautiful Autumn, I feel your pain Your once glorious mantle of gold… Your majestic leaves a virtual Kaleidoscope of breathtaking hues, Banished from our sight forever. But like our youth…the memory Will live in our hearts forever! Copyright©2011 Beatrice Boyle (All rights reserved) For Carol Brown's contest - Leaves, Leaves, Leaves.