"Word of Autumn"
The colder wind today, brought word of change.
With Autumn on its way soft blossoms shrink.
Berries dropp their plump hued heads in phases,
And shorter days pull Autumn to its brink.
The sun sheds less it brigntness in full streams.
Pine tress sigh, branching closer to the ground.
Early morning grass recalls frosty dreams.
Autumn hunkers closer with autumn sounds.
Ligth health´s cosy warmth, pull covers higher.
One of Autumn´s blessings is a blazing fire.