SUMMER YIELDS TO AUTUMNAL EQUINOX

Fallen leaves chatter to the groundAutumn’s gold petals sweet soundA pleasant fresh chill fills the airHappy to feel a day so fairEvening sings, temperature drops Season's preview, pull out winter socksDark at four thirty, tranquilizedSun arrives at six forty fiveClocks schedule set back an hour Quarter moon, Fragrant mists flowerBloom in autumn's last hurrah sunSalutations drive us, survive one More rotation around our earth
One more round of death and birth

* Author's note: This is actually in sonnet format