The Ebb of Autumn

I've always had mixed feelings about the end of summer and the sudden onset of the heart of fall... at least in Illinois weather.  It is a bit of melancholy amongst the beauty of the colorful, falling leaves.  This is a bit of an ode to summertime in the heart of everyone.

I kicked the leaves along the path today The morning cool and crispy air Filled my chest and chased my breath away Faded gleams of warm and fair

The sun hung low inside the darkened sky Shadows sighed of trees soon bare The fog of frost soon filled my eyes Longing for the loss of care