Autumnal Equinox

             The autumn leaves a time of change

       Where all the things that seemed arranged

             In colors green turn red and brown

                     And all fall down around

                  The trunks of mighty trees,

                 But no constant watcher sees

                The gradually shifting seasons

                Being reflected without reason

     In the colors. But the yawning dozer believes
It's winter as he wakes and sees the missing leaves.