</>The suns heat no longer scorches, <br />Leaves turn from green to brown, <br />Fall is soon approaching, <br />Leaves scatter to the wind and ground. <br /> <br />Wind changes direction, <br />The Bee's don't seem to care, <br />They turn aggravated and tormented, <br />As the summer breeze turns to fall's cool air. <br /> <br />Squirrels building homes, <br />Paper and leaves crammed in their mouth, <br />Birds in open skies do roam, <br />Making their way back to the south. <br /> <br />Butterflies in final flight, <br />The wind allows them to glide, <br />Dragonflies till the dusk of night, <br />Fall's here - Summer we bid goodbye. <br /> <br />© 2011 Wind Songs Spiritual Poetry<br /><br />Annalee Hopkins Somerville<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-fall/
