Inside Another's Mind. . .

Autumn's Tale

Autumn's Tale:

Bid summer goodbye,

Her feathery gold hair has faded to ash,

Greet autumn hello,

He was once called a handsome fellow,

Once destined to have Summer for his bride,

They were a merry couple,

the two,

Though their paths were parted by the moon,

And in the night she saw his awful ugly gloom,

The decay and the rot,

She could deal with not,

He pleaded with her,

Let me stay,

But she let him no longer lay

by her side in the light of the night,

So now tarry on to fall,

The saddest season of all,

For children come to weep

At the feet of the oak tree,

But they cannot know

the story of true woe,

For on the wind a whisper blows,

My lady love, my lady love,

Poor soul is he

who must watch the children weep at that tree,

To see such distraught,

when his heart is tied in knots,

So autumn turns cold in his despair,

Lets all the children breathe in his chilly air,

They cough and wheez and choke on his anger,

All the while Autumn awaits her,

And everyday the sun rises,

Is another day Autumn prizes,

So he stays with the light,

In which he sees her joyous flight,

But poor autumn how he flees,

When summer can no longer be seen,

Cowering in a cold dark cave,

Till Summer again comes to stay.