Fall

What about the clouds
What about those grey rainy days
Bare branches look
Into the muddy surface of lakes
This came autumn farewell grace
This is dreary mood
This is grievous leaden twilight
Splinters of summer quietly fell
Of the woods
Winter sneaks under cloud of night
Birds interrupted their songs
They are changed by the cry of the wind
Leaves repeat their last dance
Drops are tumbling on the glass
All around is dying