The patch work alive, as it evolves in the sky
Drifting along, as it passes by.
Shades of gray and blues so grand,
Billowing clouds, and a bite in the wind
The horizons soft settling, peace and calm
A hint that there may, soon come a storm
And the scape of the land, the colors worn
Attired in brilliance, a look of their own
Leaves dancing, as the breeze blows
A place to settle, they will call home
Hats and gloves, begin to appear
Jackets are donned for the rest of the year
A frosting forms, in the night and the dawn
Starting the change, soon to come along
The light becomes shorter, in just one blink
And the night imposes, before one thinks
The transitions not long, not long enough
As winter nears, with a huff and a puff
And a new silence, that becomes within us
No need to worry, no need to fuss
It is once again, pumpkins and spice
The season of change, of GODS devise
So settle in, it can be quite a ride
Close your eyes and ,doors and feel it inside