Fall Is A Time Of Change

A Monchielle poem for Whispers of the Soul contest

Fall Is A Time Of Change


Fall is a time of change
Farewell to summer's green
More subtle brown and red
Will take the leaves to ground
For Winter's snowy bed

Fall is a time of change
Sweet strawberries now gone
While apples crisp and tart
Delight both eye and tongue
And stuff full Autumn's cart

Fall is a time of change
From verdant growing life
All Hallows Eve has led
When harvest time is done
To thoughts about the dead

Fall is a time of change
In every man-child's life
Young strength must soon give way
When lessons gleaned from life
And wisdom will hold sway