Autumn

Leaves dropping, twisting, twirling. 
Wind swirling, gusting, hurling.
'Cross the lawn the dead leaves scatter,
Rolling around in lifeless clatter.
Boisterous autumn!

Trees clinging to amber and rose,
Demurely loosening summer clothes.
Unexpected raindrops pattering,
Picnic plans completely shattering.
Fickle autumn!

Chilly nights and cold invasion.
Sunny days of warm persuasion.
Indian summer lingers on,
Quite reluctant to be gone.
Teasing autumn!

Words few . . . scarcely spoken.
Air chill for promise broken.
Glances which do not connect,
Paths that never intersect.
Loveless autumn!