Autumn Again

The seasons change giving us hints before they strike us hard.

  
          Stopping
                       to watch
                                    the geese flying
          overhead, I couldn't
                        help but notice
                                    the world changing
          around me.
                        The once
                                    crisp green leaves
          now curled their
                        brown edges
                                    waiting for the wind
          to
                        send them
                                     away from here.
          Spears
                        of yellow grass
                                     were hiding the
         brown
                        cat--tails
                                      by the pond.
         A cool  breeze                                
                       whispered  that its
                                       cold relatives were
          around
                         the next corner,
         and
                       soon would
                                       be coming here
         for me
                        to endure.