Autumn's Dance

               Autumn waltzes in again to rustling 

                       strong percussive winds

               Trees toss their flouncing skirts then shake 

                       and lift their dancing limbs.
               Autumn changes partners in its gala dress; 

                       the feast forbears.
              .Guests arrive in droves to celebrate, 

                       as doves and crows prepare.

               with harvest gourds, on colored vines. 

                      You feel the crackle in the air!
               Hear the woods hum songs of old guitars,

                       they play the rhythm of the stars.

               Autumn hosts this annual ball
                       We arrive, the last invited guests.
               In suit so grand you give me your hand 

                       as daylight falls.
               Sunset fires my new red dress 

                       made for this Sarabande.
               You lead me beneath the boughs to dance 
                       The season marks our new romance.
               Autumn leaves, we're left to chance--
                      to continue our fate's happenstance
              A last defying tarantella, whose heat will last
                      beyond fierce North wind's chilling blast. 

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