Summer’s mantle leaning into autumn,
Expiring green of summer’s run,
Forests giving into chilly nights,
Shedding leaves unto autumn rites,
Forest floors from green to brown
As swirling leaves sit upon the ground.
Seasons roll into seasons with a gusto
With new faces and colors aglow,
A life expiring and another forming,
Summer’s end and winter’s warning.
“Take heed citizens of the earth.
Prepare thy place afore an open hearth.”