I feel the soft wind blow
Welcoming the coolness of Autumn
The summer’s warmth is at it’s end
Now the cool air welcomes Fall.
The leaves above me fall softly,
The wind whisper’s my name,
Halls of trees greet me as their leaves
Turn different colors each day.
Summer is going,
Autumn is coming,
The wind will be blowing
And ever leaf falling away.
And as fall approaches
The days grow shorter
The mornings colder
For Winter will be visiting soon.