The beauty of the autumn leaves
As fall coolness arrives
Embraces ‘til the soul believes
The fate before its eyes
In this time, peacefulness is found
But yet, the winter creeps
Into the forefront of the day
Dark clouds loom all around
While on the grass, an acorn sleeps
To keep the cold at bay.

The earthen floor, once crisp and green
Will turn a brownish hue
The novel newness that was seen
In spring will soon be through
Replaced by perfect beads of ice
On maple trees, stripped bare
Perched on a hillside, once alive
With birds and small field mice
That went for shelter from the air
In their will to survive.

The autumn displays its wonder
For a mere moment in time
Soon the leaves will relax under
Raw conditions, in their prime
While we will embrace the changes
We shall wish for days of yore
And our own respected stories
Of our personal exchanges
With the world, outside our door
Once filled with sweet autumn glories.

© 2007 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection