Emerald green fragile leaves

Receiving new amber stains

A welcoming change in hue

Crushing sounds of almost paper

Fluttering without purpose

Across the dark golden sky

Cinnamon wind

Kissing sweater fibers

Colder sharper rains

Descending slowly

The sun seeming younger

Change changing

Between Summer’s cruel vehemence

And Winter’s bitter ending,

You remain the same.