The sunset comes earlier and the trees gently delight in the breeze
Their leaves slowly are changing the colors that decorate the trees
I find myself captivated by the sky so blue with white clouds flying high
And marvel at the streaks of sunlight that garnish the blue sky
The breeze is a whisper, just barely a wisp so soft on ones face
A most welcome break from the summer’s dog days
It’s the beginning of the equinox, the Indian summer and the summers end
As Mother Nature prepares herself for the long winter she sends
The sky seems clearer and the clouds float high following autumn’s fashion
And we look forward to winter as the Earth changes with passion
We watch the seasons as they come and go, summer, autumn, winter and spring
Each season as it greets us gives us reason to sing
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