A change of season is drawing near. <br />Scented hay perfumes the air. <br />Green grass slowly turns to brown. <br />Fallen leaf's canvas the ground. <br /> <br />Sly old blackbirds have made a return. <br />Bluebirds fly south for tropical fun. <br />Warm summer skies now turn grey. <br />Long casting shadows dance and play. <br /> <br />A chill decends from some other place. <br />Chapped lips on a shivering face. <br />Unpack your coat and longer wear. <br />Find those gloves and make a pair. <br /> <br />Take a slow walk and breathe it all in. <br />Walk with a loved one or maybe a friend. <br />It's here for a bit and it won't stay long. <br />Now your ready for Autumn's Song.<br /><br />Gulliver Gimble<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-s-song/
