The air aches of the cold changes to come,
The blissful sun-kissed Summer days have gone south with the birds,
Soon snow and ice will reign over the once idyllic landscape.
Yet those beautiful crimson leaves refuse to yield just yet,
For a brief moment, they cling to the trees,
Announcing the grandeur of Nature,
Only to lose their resolution and fall to the ground.
However, those bright and vibrant reminders layer the earth,
Letting all know that just as the sun rises and sets,
So do the seasons change, and Nature always returns.
