Soon it will be knocking at my garden gate
It fills me with grief that has no name
The remaining marigolds stands so straight
Their brilliant orange warms them like a flame
Bathed in the clear light of an autumn sky
The lovely dahlias they too, will soon go
When the evening comes and the winds die
Oh if only there were an aftermath glow
Pretty morning glories will close for good
As the ice crystals cover each tiny stem
The berries are already red on the dogwood
As they welcome the little squirrels in
Pretty flowers that have dotted the land so bold
Will bow and make a grand exit like the rose
As autumn's shadows turn to winter's cold
My oh my how swift this beautiful season goes
Though it may seem sad when all is gone
And old Jack Frost covers instead of dew
So much beauty known is yet to be shown
When the spring returns and all is brand new
© 2013, Susie Swanson
Hope everyone is enjoying this beautiful Fall weather. Fall officially begins tomorrow but it already covers the landscape everywhere. And with the cooler weather and cool nights the leaves will be turning fast. I love Fall and dread winter. How is the weather in your neck of the woods. Susie
