Poem 84: Autumn

The autumn colour’s brilliance is slowly wearing thin

The leaves on most of the trees have gone so winter will soon begin

The maple in our front lawn looked so spectacular again this year

Now it just sits so alone and naked since it’s foliage has disappeared

All that’s left are a few stragglers that are blowing in the breeze

They are so persistent in staying while the rest abandoned it with ease

The canopy is gone and I can’t recall when the first leaf fell

But with every one that dropped we became more exposed as well

The shade that it provides keeps us hidden in its summer green

Situated in front of our picture window we remain unseen

There we are free to sit and eat our meals without being seen at all

It in turn keeps the house cool until we get into the fall

As the days get shorter, the sun beams into the house each and everyday

Thanks to mother nature, there is nothing left to block the rays

On those cold winter days we receive the maximum light she can provide

This way we are able to bask in it while staying warm inside

I look into its barren branches and I see an abandoned nest

Left behind from a family of robins that were our summer guests

It’s amazing that it is still intact though it seems so fragile sitting there

Months ago it was so obscured and now is unprotected now that everything is bare

I see the whole neighbourhood now when I look through this glass

Then come to the realization of how quickly this spring and summer have passed

It seems like just a few weeks ago when the crocuses where in their prime

It’s really hard to fathom that we have gone through all that time

I remember being able to count all the blossoms on our young apple tree

Now we are right in the middle of October, how can that possibly be?

I remember our first robin digging for worms on our front lawn

Some of them are still around but most of them have gone

The early morning chorus has deafened altogether

Just another indication of the changing weather

There are really no sounds emanating from any songbird’s mouth

All I hear are the honks from geese who are now all heading south

The degrees are dropping and the furnace has kicked in overnight

These nice warm days we are having will soon be out of sight

We might find ourselves lucky and get a few of them here and there

The fact that winter will soon be coming makes us all aware

So every morning I will open up our curtains and take in our panoramic view

Then look at the thermometer and decide what I shall do

Follow this pattern daily and see what it will bring

Continue it throughout the winter in hopes for an early spring