It's in the air

Most everywhere

Drifts of amber pepper fungi woods.

The sophorous butterflies close fragile wings.

Seasons tumbling irretrievably.

cutumn

Falls like the leaves

Softly to the ground

Without a sound

It's in the air

Most everywhere

Curtains closing early, get the fire on please

The lingering summer

Slides toward

November's heady fungi woods

cutumn

Falls like the leaves

Softly to the ground

Without a sound