The colors are achanging
the earth is aglow,
Everything was a luscious green,
not such a long time ago.
Now it’s yellow, scarlet, burgundy, ochre,
We aren’t very far from the white of snow.
The surface air has cooled off,
The heat of the earth seems to blow,
Through the tree trunks and into the leaves,
I can almost see it flow.
No more walking bare foot on grass
and no more skin show,
It’s time to cuddle up in blankets,
The winter is here saying hello.