When leaves flutter down from heavenly heights
To rest softly onto damp grounds
Changing colors through the air
Blessed summer green fading away
In its place rust and burgundy, crimson and mottled brown.
 
The year of silence, the year of isolation
All the while leaves fall
Dusky, golden, mournful, tranquil
Nature goes on and on
Trees forever mighty fall humbled by autumn.
 
Faces pressed against stained windows
Eyes miles away
Lost in the swirling of dancers, acrobats
Robes of yellow and orange silk
Flowing in dappled patterns
As the heart yearns to be with them.
 
The migration of changing seasons
Forever a moment to cherish and hold dear
For families to gather ‘round and look up
At tumbling leaves floating down from spindly branches
No matter the circumstances
It is always a time to remember before the last leaf falls.