Leaves Will Fall

LEAVES WILL FALL In the old country, autumn’s the name The season when summer is getting old A nip in the air and leaves begin to fall But soon after, the mood changes it all That splendour of leaves, red and gold Summer’s end, and nothing is the same A myriad of colours, against the green It’s a thoughtful time, as it cools slowly Nature is preparing for the next season Emotion has its day, more than reason As God’s beautiful earth, it feels holy But take a breath, and absorb the scene