Fall in Paradise..................Sonnet
Ten thousand leaves meander down the road
The pace maintained by the autumn breeze
The occasional gust makes them explode
And they are joined by others from the trees.
The brown leaves fall casually by degrees
The still warm nights, are now sometimes damp
There’s not the harshness of the Northern freeze
Or need for creatures to store food in their camp.
As the nights begin to draw in so does the fall
In a few more days we will have normal time
And from nice warm beds we’ll reluctantly climb
Complaining of the darkness and hopefully a squall
Then in winter we’ll again long for the spring
And try to place orders for what it will bring.