FALL

She's a whisper on the breeze,
At the dawning of the day
A rustle of the trees,
Announcing winter's on her way.

The sunshine now is fading,
She has blown it far beyond.
The chill is all pervading
And Summer is long gone..

Fall wears a gown of fading green.,
Strewn with leaves of gold,
So fleeting she is rarely seen,
But wondrous to behold.

She will take you on a merry jaunt,
A wild erratic dance.
Her mad erratic winds will taunt,
As she weaves her Autumn trance.

But all too soon she passes by,
Her time is short and sweet.
A winter chill is drawing nigh-
And soon Fall will retreat.


- Lady Nemesis 2003