Autumn

A nature-inspired poem written this fall.

Red bleeds on green

Revealing the once unseen

That gold fades to yellow

Falling from the tree

Spring’s effort to grow

Green life before it snows

Seemed wasted later on

When I felt the fall wind blow

If only Time could be wrestled

And convinced not to embezzle

The life in the arms of Nature

So snuggly nestled

Selfish weather always arrives too soon

And has its way, sun or moon,

To steal Summer’s artwork,

The hard-labored-blooms

When I examined the trees myself,

Their leaves destined for frozen hell,

I saw their colors were fantastic

And my attention they held

But the truth could not be hidden

And life could not be given

To restore life to the leaves

So I put on my mittens

After observation, I was betwixt

Knowing this could not be fixed

And death had never been so beautiful

But I shrugged, my feelings mixed