Autumns rest.

Autumn becomes a memory of leaves there fallen, regeneration of hope in spring air
busy are the bees, designing apples fair

Blossoming flowers cover the death of seasons past
Fresh, delightfulness to view at last

In the distance waves crash to the shorelines
Like lover's United

And the moon still sleeps by day

Come the nights activity
A nocturnal heart
In light shadows, street lamps and curtain cracks

A memorable moment
To sleep and dream

In hours of quiet mind

Finding most active the venturous kind
Possums, with eyes
A glow

Showing the night a play of scattered creatures
Blessing the dark warm
Atmosphere
with features and gest

songs of spring, an autumns rest.