When Autumn Burns

Autumn sets fire to the green

And red commands the state of all

The seasons fight in might for sight

Their only wish is to be seen 

Summer blazes meet fall hazes 

And she marches her walk of gloat alight

These falling leaves pass brazenly by 

Like flames that live to scream and cry

Attention seeking, assurance fleeing 

Tip-toeing through the daunting trees 

Like they don't know

Which path will hold 

These falling leaves 

Once so bright, so gold

Begin to wilt and unwillingly fold

The wind picks up 

The trees turn bare 

While white coats the ground of fare and fair

As the last leaf falls, by and bye 

Winter sings its song awry 

Whilst we blink, in a fleeting moment 

Autumn dies, as Winter tries