The sun is in denial,
The May moon fades away,
Enraptured June and now July
Watch summer fade today.
The corn stands less than knee high
The rain clouds sit and sigh
As August reaches far and wide
It coughs a sweet goodbye.
Counting down, counting down,
Each summer day that dies
Watch every leaf that turns its face
As fall begins to cry.
Go now into the meadows
Run quickly through the fields
Steal moments of the season
If nothing more will yield.
Before you laugh before you smile
Cold nights will reappear
Through cracks, and drafts and open doors
Through silent, softened years.
Embrace the chills at fires knee
Speak softly of the snow
The seasons speak, and always see
They know..they know..They Know.