When Fall Comes

Under the cool summer breeze
Flowers bloom to make you sneeze
Oohs and Ahhs of the tiny people
A canvas full of tiny stipple
When fall comes
I will wither
When fall comes
I will bitter
Dreading the day of my fall
When it is fall
The leaves will rot
When it is fall
The leaves will trot
Away with the wind they go
Perhaps I need to wait for spring
Fall is near
When the orange appear
Fall is near
When the time is clear
When the stabbing fall winds
Hit my yellow sins
I’ll go along with them before winter appears