Fall

What about the clouds

What about those grey rainy days

Bare branches look

Into the muddy surface of lakes

This came autumn farewell grace

This is dreary mood

This is grievous leaden twilight

Splinters of summer quietly fell

Of the woods

Winter sneaks under cloud of night

Birds interrupted their songs

They are changed by the cry of the wind

Leaves repeat their last dance

Drops are tumbling on the glass

All around is dying