
Stormy overtures
the reviews are in,
summer’s gig is wearing thin.
Autumn creeps and clouds converge,
on grey horizons the call is heard.
Harbingers of what is to come
foretelling rains and a distant sun.
Though warmer days have not yet passed,
an autumnal attitude is being forecast.
Birds tarry with brighter days
in morning dew
and in matinees…
Change foretold by the songs of fall,
while the summer sun is acting small!
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