AUTUMN

 Autumn

Cool nights,

warm days,

the hummingbirds have flown away.

The ants in our gardens,

have had their nuptial flights,

one day at dusk in the failing light.

Bumble bees and wasps stupefied,

by the cool of night,

with the morning sun regain their flight,

and bumble through our gardens, 

unawares that winterʼs breath is on the air. 

Soon,

the Bumble bees will go away.

Their queens to await another day.

The apples on our tree turn red,

its leaves,

it begins to shed.

Flowers have withered, and gone to seed. Once green trees turn different shades. Daylight begins to fade.

Winter,

I fear,

is on the way.

EAS 2018

Red Maple.                        Watercolour Painting