All is wild with change, <br />Large the yellow leaves <br />Hang, so frail and few. <br />Now they go, they too <br />Flutter, lifted, lying, <br />Everywhither strewn. <br />All is wild with change. <br /> <br />Nothing shrinks or grieves. <br />There's no time for sighing. <br />Night comes fast on noon, <br />Dawn treads after soon; <br />Days are springing, dying, <br />We with them are flying. <br />All is wild with change.<br /><br />Robert Laurence Binyon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-song-10/
